Verse: F#m,C#/Db9,F#m (2x) 

 
Chorus: F#m A E F#m (2x) 

        
F#m                    C#/Db9       F#m 
I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful 
F#m                      C#/Db9   F#m    
Toying somewhere between love and abuse 
E                        A 
Calling to join them the wretched and joyful 
F#m                        C#/Db9   F#m 
Shaking the wings of their terrible youths 
Freshly dissolved in some frozen devotion 
No more alone or myself could I be 
Looks like a strain to the arms it were open 
No shortage of sordid, no protest from me 


         F#m                       A 
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean 
          E                            F#m 
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene 
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean 
She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene 
Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh I 
Lay my heart down with the rest at her feet 
Fresh from the fields, all feeder and fur tires 
Bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet 

Chorus 

And lease this confusion, I'll wander the concrete 
Wonder if better now having survived 
Jarring of judgement and reasons defeat 
The sweet heat of her breath in my mouth I'm alive 

Chorus