Centipede

Bm  A  Bm A

  Bm
I've come to know why the strange bird cries
  A
when she listens to the sound of the waves at night.
  Bm
Breaking on the shore like a herd stampeding,
  A
hooves to the rhythm of the bird's wings beating
  Bm
beating, beating, I'm hoping that she sees me.
  A
Wrapped around my heart is a centipede, feeding.
 Bm                                          A
Feeding, feeding, feeding, it eats me up

Bm           A
Every sound that you make,
E
I can hear your heartache breaking, shivering, shaking.
Bm        A                      E
Babe, are you giving what you're taking away?
Bm           A
Every move that you make,
E
I can feel my heartache mending, melting, bending.
Bm          A                       E
Babe, are you getting what I'm sending your way?

Bm A E [x2]

Bm
It'll be ok she says she'll see me in the morning.
A
Thunderheads ahead of us, crashing and forming.
Bm
Forming, forming, maybe it's a warning.
A
Heard you slipping into bed early in the morning.
Bm
Morning, morning, come divide the night.
A                                           Bm
Crying at the sight of a concrete bird in flight
A
I've died many times

Bm           A
Every sound that you make,
E
I can hear your heartache breaking, shivering, shaking.
Bm        A                       E
Babe, are you giving what you're taking away?
Bm                 A
Every move that you make,
E
I can feel my heartache mending, melting, bending.
Bm              A                      E
Babe, are you getting what I'm sending your way?

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