G                         Em
for however many centuries we've said to one another
        C                                     Am
that we don't knwow what we've got until it's gone
          G                                    Am
and i'm a quite fucked up young girl and i cry tears like big fat pearls
            C                                 D7
sometimes i measure love for the living by pretending they've passed on, i'd say

           Am             D7              B7               Em
oh god, i loved him, oh i loved him, oh i loved my darling boy
       C               D            G      G7
and without him i will never be the same
        C               D              B7             Em
perfect eyes, a perfect nose on such a perfect little face
            C             D           G
but best of all, he would take me far away

       Am               D               B7             Em
he was gonna get me the fuck away from either goddamn coast
             Am             D               Em     E
this boy was gonna help me learn to take my meds
           Am               D               B7           Em
so when he dies in our real home instead of only in this song,
             C            D            G
i'll put our dusty unused pistol to my head
   Am           D           Em   Am                 D           Em
but i hope you have a good break, sometimes that's all that it takes
(do a lil whammy sound for the last Em if you can)