Standard (EADGBE)

My darling, my darling

are you as composed as the space you fill?

you know there's little reason to demand what cant be given from the heads you fill

and you aim your thoughts homeward

as if you had a reason to be gone

2.

and you were raised by sirens

they taught you not to talk all words are empty

but they lent you their hats, screaming bring back from the other side some sympathy

and you spend no time to wonder

when you claim to know the answer

why be wrong

so you put on your painted dress

while the badass takes your hand and tempts you homeward

Refrain

and so I’ve heard

that you've gone wrong

but is it OK

if I think of you

'cause you might just be

what I’m counting on

just one more day

that I must get through

3.

well you break just like the morning

and if yesterday dont know you

well who does then

and if you ever seek me out I’ll be someone among the people you call ?

well you'd love to be a martyr

but you got nothing to die for so you wait

and wintertime is coming

you can feel the cold drum drumming once again

Refrain

and so I’ve heard

that you've gone wrong

but is it OK

if I think of you

'cause you might just be

what I’m counting on

just one more day

that I must get through

4.

well I love my country

I love my country

but I fear your mother

I fear your mother

(might be )

and she’s growing older

or so they told her

and flowers wont replace her

your my sheath, I’m your rapier

Refrain

and so I’ve heard

that you've gone wrong

but is it OK

if I think of you

'cause you might just be

what I’m counting on

just one more day

that I must get through

that I must get through