Tom: C
C Em F C
oh evaline, she visits me in my dreams
Em Am G C
her dress all cached with blood, good god
C Em F C
evaline, disappeared back in 93
Em Am G C
we were in junior high, spent all day getting high
[Verse]
C Em F C
oh evaline she never ate a single thing
Em Am G C
her skin shone through the bone, good god
C Em F C
evaline films bag ladies in the street
Em Am G C
she’s got a collection of sick destitution
[Chorus]
C F Am
and if you died tonight, what would be the song
C F
that you sing as your ship goes down
C F
and don’t be kind to love
Am
cause it’s not in our hearts
C F C
you and i are more fire than wood
C F C
more wind than bird
[Verse]
C Em F C
oh evaline they’re hanging prophets in the street
Em Am G C
come on let’s watch them die in slo mo
C Em F C
oh evaline stare hard into machinery
Em Am G C
that turns hands into knives, that turns truth into lies
[Chorus]
C F Am
and if you died tonight, what would be the song
C F
that you sing as your ship goes down
C F
and don’t be kind to love
Am
cause it’s not in our hearts
C F C
you and i are more fire than wood
C F C
more wind than bird
