| E | A | |
| She was a real royal lady, true p | atron of the arts |
| Bm | C# | A | |
| She said the best country singers die in the | back of classic | cars |
| E | A | |
| So if I ever got too hungry for a | suitcase or guitar |
| E | Bm | E | |
| To think of them all | alone in the | dark |
| E | A | |
| So I laid some nights beside her in a | bed made for a queen |
| Bm | C# | A | |
| She said I kissed her different, that all the | men her age were | mean |
| E | A | |
| Gave me anything I wanted, Oh the | generosity |
| E | Bm | E | |
| I took all that I | could, it was | free |
| E | A | |
| Now the sky is a torn up denim and the | clouds are just splattered paint |
| Bm | C# | A | |
| It's a | room I'm renovating; it's a | name I got to | change |
| E | A | |
| If I get out of California I'm going | back to my home state |
| E | Bm | E | |
| To tell them | all that I | made a | mistake |
| A | |
| And I keep looking for that blindfold faith |
| Bm | |
| Lighting candles to a cynical saint |
| E | Bm | C# | A | |
| Who wants the last laugh at the | fly trapped in the | windowsill | tape |
| Bm | |
| You can go right out of your mind trying to escape |
| E | Bm | C# | A | |
| From the panicked parad | ox of day to da | y |
| E | Bm | C# | A | |
| If you can't understand something then it's b | est to be afrai | d |
| The whole world it loves you if you are a chic chameleon |
| Intersecting circles she could hang with anyone |
| But when conducting business she would lie about where she's from |
| Saying, "Life is how it is not how it was" |
| I learned to listen felt like I was back at school |
| She'd talk forever about the phases of the moon |
| Saying, "Everything is a cycle, you've got to let it come to you |
| And when it does, you will know what to do" |
| Without even knowing I guess I took her advice |
| Painted her front door it seemed a suitable goodbye |
| It's not that often but I think of her sometimes |
| Just something quaint, a couple ships in the night |
| And they keep moving at a glacial pace |
| Turning circles in a memory maze |
| I made a new cast of the death mask that is gonna cover my face |
| I had to change the combination to the safe |
| Hide it all behind a wall let people wait |
| And never trust a heart that is so bent it can't break |
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