Capo 1st fret
Standard (EADGBE)
The sky looks pissed
The wind talks back
My bones are shifting in my skin
When you, my love, are gone
My room seems wrong
The bed won't fit
I cannot seem to operate
When you, my love, are gone
/So glide away on soapy heels
/And promise not to promise anymore
/And if you come around again
/Then I will take, then I will take
/The chain from off the door
I'll never say
I'll never love
But I don't say a lot of things
When you, my love, are gone.