CEm x4
CEm
And she sits there by the wall
CEm
Making holes where I just stood
CEm
And her hands, they touch her face
CEm
Like her face is made of wood
CEm
And she holds onto a memory
CEm
Of something I never said
CEm
But she still can't quite remember
CEm
If my eyes are blue or dead
GEm
She's the mother of us all
GEm
She's the victim of my sadness
GEm
And the more she tries to know it
GEm
The more she'll never fill it
GEm
She's a universal emptiness
GEmA universal emptiness
GEm
's a universal emptiness
GEm
And a total lack of faith
CEm x4
CEm
And I saw her once before
CEm
Down on her bended knees
CEm
Through a window of the church at night
CEm
Confessing to the broken priest
CEm
She is holy, as all women are
CEm
And she suffers like a saint
CEm
Yeah, she touched my hand with cruelty
CEm
But I was punished far too late
GEm
She's the mother of us all
GEm
She's the guardian our sins
GEm
And the more she tries to save us
GEm
The more she pulls us in
GEm
She's a universal emptiness
GEmA universal emptiness
GEm
's a universal emptiness
GEm
's a universal emptiness
GEm
's a universal emptiness
GEm
's a universal emptiness
GEm
's a universal emptiness
GEm
's a universe..ahah
Em
She's the last mistake we make...
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.