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[Intro]
 
C#       F#   C#
 
 
[Verse 1]
 
    C#                 C#
Her eyes and words are so icy
            A#m
Oh, but she burns
     F#       C#
Like rum on a fire
C#               C#
Hot and fast and angry
   C#
As she can be
A#m       F#        C#
I walk my days on a wire
 
 
[Pre-Chorus 1]
 
F#         A#m  F#        A#m
  It looks ugly, but it's clean,
F#   A#m          D#m7       C#
  Oh momma, don't fuss over me
 
 
[Chorus]
 
            C#           A#m             C#
The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
     C#             A#m           C#
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
    F#                D#m7                 C#
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
C#              C#
Calls of guilty thrown at me
C#            A#m
All while she stains
    F#             C#
The sheets of some other
C#              C#
Thrown at me so powerfully
C#            A#m             F#         C#
Just like she throws with the arm of her brother
 
 
[Pre-Chorus 2]
 
F#      A#m     F#      A#m
  But I want it, it's a crime
F#           A#m        D#m7        C#
  That she's not around most of the time
 
 
[Chorus]
 
            C#           A#m             C#
The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine
     C#             A#m           C#
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
F#                D#m7                 C#
Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
 
 
[Guitar Solo]
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
    C#             C#
Her fight and fury is fiery
C#          A#m
Oh, but she loves
     F#           C#
Like sleep to the freezing
C#                  C#
Sweet and right and merciful
C#          A#m
I'm all but washed
       F#          C#
In the tide of her breathing
 
 
[Pre-Chorus 3]
 
F#         A#m      F#      A#m
  And it's worth it, it's divine
F#    A#m         D#m7        C#
  And I have this some of the time
 
 
[Chorus]
 
            C#           A#m             C#
The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine
     C#             A#m           C#
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
    F#                D#m7                  C#
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine