Evaline

C        Em                    F    C
oh evaline, she visits me in my dreams
Em                       Am      G     C
her dress all cached with blood, good god
C      Em                  F C
evaline, disappeared back in 93
Em                       Am           G         C
we were in junior high, spent all day getting high

C      Em                  F         C
oh evaline she never ate a single thing
Em                 Am          G       C
her skin shone through the bone, good god
C      Em                F          C
evaline films bag ladies in the street
Em         Am                     G    C
she’s got a collection of sick destitution

C                F                         Am
and if you died tonight, what would be the song
C                      F
that you sing as your ship goes down
C                     F
and don’t be kind to love
Am
cause it’s not in our hearts
C       F                     C
you and i are more fire than wood
C      F         C
more wind than bird

C         Em                          F     C
oh evaline they’re hanging prophets in the street
Em                  Am         G    C
come on let’s watch them die in slo mo
C        Em                   F  C
oh evaline stare hard into machinery
Em                    Am                        G    C
that turns hands into knives, that turns truth into lies

C                 F                         Am
and if you died tonight, what would be the song
C                      F
that you sing as your ship goes down
C                  F
and don’t be kind to love
Am
cause it’s not in our hearts
C          F                   C
you and i are more fire than wood
C      F         C
more wind than bird

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