F#m
Just a moment dear
       C#m
I hear someone at the door
        Bm
And the beating of a heart
       E
That I hid beneath the floor
        D        C#
They've come for me love
F#m
 Save yourself
     C#m
I am far beyond repair
          Bm
They will bury me alive
        E
But I'm not inclined to care
     D       C#
I am too far gone now

F#m

   Bm              F#m
So dry your eyes and count to ten
      C#m              E
They'll have me on the pyre by then
  Bm             F#m
Forget the man I used to be
        C#m             E
You'll move a long more easily

  F#m
A moment dear
       C#m
I hear someone in the hall
        Bm
And the plundering of promises
   E
We hung up on the wall
        D        C#
They've come for us love
F#m                C#m
Save yourself I am bitter to the bone
        Bm
And I'm growing rather fond
       E
Of the wandering alone
     D       C#
I am too far gone now

F#m

   Bm                F#m
So dry your eyes and count to ten
      C#      C#m      E
They'll have me on the pyre by then
   Bm            F#m
Forget the man I used to be
       C#m              E
You'll move a long more easily

F#m        C#m            E
Now I must finish what I started
F#m             C#m           E
 I'll write a symphony for the departed
F#m       C#m             E
I have no time for second chances
    F#m           C#m                E
So I survive on bourbon, blood, and backward glances

G
   So the scene begins
C#m
   Your cries become the wind
D                           F#m
   A desperate plea best left unheard
G
   Then my contrived goodbye
C#m
   A poet's pantomime
D                           E
   A drunken jester's final words

Em E

       F#m
Just a moment dear
       C#m
I hear someone at the door
        Bm                        E
And the beating of a heart that I hid beneath the floor
        D        C#
They've come for us love

F#m        C#m           E
Now I must finish what I started
F#m              C#m          E
 I'll write a symphony for the departed
F#m       C#m              E
I have no time for second chances
      F#m        C#m                 E
So I survive on bourbon, blood, and backward glances

F#m        C#m           E
Now I must finish what I started
F#m              C#m          E
 I'll write a symphony for the departed
F#m       C#m              E
I have no time for second chances
      F#m        C#m                 E
So I survive on bourbon, blood, and backward glances

   Bm            F#m
So dry your eyes and count to ten
C#m                    E
They’ll have me on the pyre by then