The Scar Chords by Blue October

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_ _ _ [C] I like to sneak around your house [A] _ when [Am] _
everyone's asleep.
_ [D] Tip toe across your doormat, [G] [F] they used to [E] welcome me.
_ _ [C] And then gently shut the door to see [Am] a brand new Christmas tree.
_ _ [D] And the silence pounds like a cow drum, [G] [F] and a chill runs [E] through me.
_ _ _ But does she [C] ever miss me?
_ I still [Em] hear [B] her [Am] singing, _ _ just like [D] an orchestra, _ _ _ just like [F] a painting.
_ [Em] _ _ With velvet [C] brushes _ _ and [Em] wooden [Am] framing.
_ _ _ She's a familiar [D] _ _ Monet, _ [G] and that's [D] worth [F] renaming [Em] the sky. _ _
_ _ _ [C] Choked up the dirt, _ completely hurt.
[Am] I ran straight through them all.
_ I [Dm] then pushed aside what's left of pride, [F] and trimmed them through [E] the hole.
_ [C] And there stands the door you've seen before, [Am] when all you knew was doubt.
_ But [Dm] your perfume breath brought peaceful death, [F] and sleepy [E] silver _ gowns.
_ But does she [C] ever miss me?
_ I still [Em] hear [D] her [Am] singing, _ _ just like [D] an [Dm] orchestra, _ _ _ just like a painting.
_ [Em] _ _ With velvet [C] _ brushes _ _ and [Em] wooden [B] framing.
[Am] _ _ _ She's a familiar [Dm] _ Monet, _ _ and that's worth [F] renaming [Em] the sky. _
[C] Yeah, to wake is such a dreaded thing.
[B] To sleep [Am] is such a hole. _ _
[D] Yeah, I eat without your [Am] company. _
[F] I drink till [Em] I unfold.
_ _ [C]
And now here the end of _ everything [Am] is thrown onto the ground. _ _
[D] But [Dm] October fell and broke [Am] my shell, [D] _
[A] and all I [Em] knew was doubt. _ _
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[Dm] _ _ _ But _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ does she [C] ever miss me?
_ I still hear [B] her singing, [Am] _ _ _ just like [Dm] an orchestra, _ _ just [F] like a painting.
_ [Em] _ _ With velvet [C] _ brushes _ _ and wooden [Am] framing.
_ _ _ She's a familiar [Dm] _ _ [F] Monet, _ and that's worth renaming [Em] the _ sky. _
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[Em] Silver _ [Am] cushions, _ silver _
[D] _ _ _ cushions.
Singing, _
[F] _ _ [Em] screaming, _ the [C] sky.
_ _ _ _ _ Silver [Em] _ _ [Am] cushions, silver _ cushions.
[D] And _ [Am] _ let's call [F] her _ [Em] the sky. _ _
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