The Throes Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

C Em Am G

1.

C'Well I don't know if I can take this anymEmore'

 she's thinkin' as he shoves her 'gainst the Amwall

 Screamin'. 'Well than what good are you fGor,

 you don't give me no pleasure at aCll.'

 'Oh now I know I need to lEmeave'

 so she tells herself aAmgain,

 wipes a little blood upon her sGleeve,

but she don't tell herself when.

 And bFaby starts a cCryin', daddy Amsits back dGown,

Csinks another dGrink to bring his tAmemper dGown.

 And his iCmage there reflectin' on the GTV screen,

Freminds her of a Cbetter day she tAmhought she'd seGen.

Refrain

 But now tCake your time befGore you grieve,

Fand keep your heart hid oCff your sleeve,

Fcause ain't no one but yCou deceived,

Amyour sympathy is sGoon to leave.

 And now hCide your mouth befGore you speak,

For better yet just tCurn a cheek

FI watch your interest gCrowin' weak,

Fbut still you say that CI'm the freak

 and I gEmuess that's fGine with Cme.

Bridge

C Em Am G

2.

CBut he's probably had a long, long Emday,

 she's thinkin' in the kitchen while she wAmeeps,

 puttin' dinner's leftovers aGway

 as he stumbles off to bed and then to sCleep.

 Surely he'll be better come the dEmawn,

 when I rise to cook him breakfast 'fore he gAmoes,

 wakes without a word and then he's gGone,

 he's got that kind of love that never sChows.

 And bFaby starts a wCailin', daddy cAmomes back dGown,

C'Shut up that cGhild', she hAmears him sGhout,

 and cCradled in her arms she tries to cGalm the sound,

F'How am I to sCleep', he screams and sAmlaps her doGwn.

Refrain

 But now tCake your time befGore you grieve,

Fand keep your heart hid oCff your sleeve,

Fcause ain't no one but yCou deceived,

Amyour sympathy is sGoon to leave.

 And now hCide your mouth befGore you speak,

For better yet just tCurn a cheek

FI watch your interest gCrowin' weak,

Fbut still you say that CI'm the freak

 and I gEmuess that's fGine with Cme.

Bridge

C Em Am G

3.

CAnd when she wakes her head don't cease to pEmain,

 body's broken and her clothes are torn aAmway,

 still the threat of emptiness remGains,

 s she struggles to her feet to get aCway.

 'Hell, where has my child gEmone',

 she screams as she runs from room to rAmoom.

 Every sound of silence lingers Gon,

not a single kick inside her womb.

 And her mFind drowns into Cshadows, mama fAmalls back dGown,

Cwhere the walls that shape her wGorld seem taller Amfrom the gGround.

 And nCo more breath to scream her throat just dGrifts away,

Fand no more life to lCose as if there Amwere to saGve.

Refrain

 But now tCake your time befGore you grieve,

Fand keep your heart hid oCff your sleeve,

Fcause ain't no one but yCou deceived,

Amyour sympathy is sGoon to leave.

 And now hCide your mouth befGore you speak,

For better yet just tCurn a cheek

FI watch your interest gCrowin' weak,

Fbut still you say that CI'm the freak

 and I gEmuess that's fGine with Cme.