FC
I put on that sweater you gave me
AmG
I woke up in the kitchen a few minutes later
FC
I didn't know how I had gotten there
G
Did you guide me
F c
I didn't make it to your funeral
AmG
I didn't want ritual nor resign
FC
I just wanted to hold hands with
FC
J.P and Mary-Jo
But I couldn't conjure tears
We're too good for stupid angels
Blackness held its breath beside me
And burned the air till it was gone
FC
Till it was gone
FG
Till it was gone
FC x3 GFC x3 G
Couldn't pay my respects to a dead man
Your life was much more to me
And I chased away with sticks and stones
But that rage kept following me
Following Me
Following Me
So lost I was asleep in the palms of your hand
In dreams we were happy and safe
I can't comprehend the ways I miss you
They come to light in my mistakes
In my mistakes
In my mistakes
FEm
Now I'm travelling down Tacoma way
CF
And the world turns in slow motion
CG
It's the twilight of our old home
FGC
And I'm still in love with you
FEm
Oh here on South Tacoma way
CF
We've memories for matinees
AmG
And the tears come warm and heavy
FGC
And the cross streets bare your name
FGC
And the cross streets bare your name
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.