F C X3 G
F C
I put on that sweater you gave me
Am G
I woke up in the kitchen a few minutes later
F C
I didn't know how I had gotten there
G
Did you guide me
F c
I didn't make it to your funeral
Am G
I didn't want ritual nor resign
F C
I just wanted to hold hands with
F C
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
F C
Till it was gone
F G
Till it was gone
F C x3 G
F C 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
F Em
Now I'm travelling down Tacoma way
C F
And the world turns in slow motion
C G
It's the twilight of our old home
F G C
And I'm still in love with you
F Em
Oh here on South Tacoma way
C F
We've memories for matinees
Am G
And the tears come warm and heavy
F G C
And the cross streets bare your name
F G C
And the cross streets bare your name