Aubergine

G   3  2  0  0  0  3
Am  x  0  2  2  1  0
Em  0  2  2  0  0  0
C   x  3  2  0  0  x
Am* x  0  10 9  8  x
Em* x  10 9  0  8  x


       G                           
well I bled blue blood from my back
                    Am
 last night, I was alone
 G                                 
aubergine sheets on my bed now, oh 
Am
no
         G                         
and your blue eyes lie just like an
 Am
 atlas in those sockets
          G                Am
yeah your blue eyes cry mapwater 
when you're sorry
         G      Am
oh so sorry, oh no

G Am

Em                              C
you with the nape that holds my gaze
Em                                 
you with the tongue that speaks my 
C
name
Em                                
you with the arms that keep me at 
C
length
Em                                
you with the heart that won't show
     C
 its face

    G                              
and jesus sucks the mud out of your
 Am
 soul
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        G                          
but the flame in my eye, it's gone 
         Am
blue and cold
        G                          
and you risked your wrist to save 
  Am
my life
      G                           
and I should have kissed you that 
Am
night, but it ain't right

G Am G Am

    Em
and absence makes my heart grow 
hollow
C
absence makes my heart grow hollow
Em
make me into an egg without yoke
    C
you make me into an egg without yoke
Em
absence makes my heart grow hollow
C
absence makes my heart grow hollow
Em
make me into an egg without yoke
    C
you make me into an egg without yoke

      Em
I was unborn when I was younger
      C
I was unborn when I was younger
    Em
but I was rebuilt when you spoke
C
  I awoke when you spoke
           Am*
you said, "there's always a reason 
for leaving,
Em*
there's always a reason to stay.
   Am*
I know exactly why I'm leaving:
Em*
  I just can't stay" and I say,
     Am*                          
"I'll give you my whole summer 
Em*
when you unfurl your fingers.
Am*
I would be lying if I said you had 
nothing
   Em*                             
to do with me, you're to blame for 
              Am*  Em*
my being this way, way.

Am* Em*

Em                              C
you with the nape that holds my gaze
Em                                 
you with the tongue that speaks my 
C
name
Em                                
you with the arms that keep me at 
C
length
Em                                
you with the heart that won't show
     C
 its face