G#m    C#m
G#m    C#m
F#     B


A                                E
The pigs are taking shots at the mourners on the hill
    A                        F#         B
I'm truly not neutral, but I lost all direction
  Dm                 F
Today I woke ready to blow the bridge
    Dm                         A
For finding you hand over your mouth
    Dm                   Eb
So instead I burn my own village down


    G#m          D#m7    C#m7
I'm grieving for you, my love
            C#m                     F#
And I don't understand what's going on


G#m    C#m
G#m    C#m
F#     B


A                                                 E
Just as the twin volcanoes of Cuauhnāhuac, we were once stable
   A                                 F#           B
So sad I must bury every thought of you before it shows its teeth
Dm            F                Dm                  A
Now I amuse myself with a tibias form of Virgilian lots
         Dm                Eb
Like your neo-feminist divinations


    G#m          D#m7    C#m7
I'm grieving for you, my love
            C#m                     F#
And I don't understand what's going on


G#m    C#m
G#m    C#m


C#m7                                       F#
All my memories, once almost sacred, are embarrassments to me now
             Eb                                            G#m
Of the three things I find most shocking, the first is how trivial you are
C#m7                                          F#
The second is my depth of feeling; third, the purity of our collapsed -


G#m          D#m7    C#m7
Grieving for you, my love
            C#m                     F#
And I don't understand what's going on


G#m    C#m
G#m    C#m
G#m    C#m
G#m    C#m
G#m    C#m
G#m    C#m
G#m    C#m
G#m    C#m
F#     B  G#m

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