F#m  D  A  A7
E|-2----2--0--0---------------------|
B|-2----3--2--2---------------------|
G|-2----2--2--1---------------------|
D|-4----0--2--2---------------------|
A|-4----0--0--0---------------------|
E|-2----0--0--0---------------------|



    F#m          D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again

    A                       A7
The princess and her bitter queen.

       F#m
On the 4th day of July

D
Deep in summers eye,

A                                  A7 (ring)
Naked like the truth should always be.

   F#m         D
So speak your knives.


(Don't follow, with your foot)

F#m           D
All this pain here,


(All comes from your dry lung)

F#m        D
I won't listen


(Your rhetoric is fleeting)

   F#m                 D
My lies are fixed with glue.

F#m
Coming straight from off the water

D
Sunburned face and drunken father

F#m                            D
Crying as she's carving in her flesh.

    F#m          D   
And it's 4am and we will stalk again

    A                       A7
The princess and her bitter queen.

       F#m
On the 4th day of July

D
Deep in summers eye,

A                                  A7 (ring)
Naked like the truth should always be.

F#m         D
This false art


(Of palm trees and trash heaps)

F#m           D
This burning bed


(Where my ghost will now sleep)

F#m        
Watching romance from a far seat

D
Bleeding from the glass on my feet

F#m                                D
Learning that I love the smell of flesh.

    F#m          D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again

    A                       A7
The princess and her bitter queen.

       F#m
On the 4th day of July

D
Deep in summers eye,

A                                  A7
Naked like the truth should always be.

   F#m
An angel on his two knees

D
Arms stretched towards the red sea

   A                     A7
Of violence and a sultry tongue

    F#m
The scenic view of carnage

D 
Caused by the sword in his hands

    A                   A7
The beauty resonates in birth.

     F#m      D       A                A7
It's plain to see the wind beneath the trees.

F#m     D         A                A7
Flowing free, the summer breeze is sweet.

  F#m    D     A                A7
I lay in space choked by my own air.

  F#m      D     A                 A7
I love the taste of your blackened lips.

    F#m          D
And it's 4am and we will stalk again

    A                       A7
The princess and her bitter queen.

       F#m
On the 4th day of July

D
Deep in summers eye,

A                                  A7
Naked like the truth should always be