The Airborne Toxic Event – April Is The Cruelest Month (Guitar)

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We imagined ourselves as cathedral bells

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Ringing out through the moribund streets

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Like shrill courtesans, making fanciful plans

         Am                         Em 
That we whispered while drifting to sleep

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And I told you I’d stay in every possible way

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Though we both knew that that wasn’t true

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You said you’d would understand

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If it was for something so grand

         Am                    Em 
As this mirrored reflection of you

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And New York in October was never so sober

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As the beating on the windows in March

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Trying so hard in vain to stay out of the rain

        Am                 Em 
Falling off our cathedral arch

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You were Zelda, Isolde, and you were Audrey and Kate

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You were Miss Cleopatra in heels

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Then anonymously, you were April to me

          Am                       Em 
Throwing rocks just to see how it feels

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But those lines in your eyes and that platinum crown

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And that gaudy red rouge on your cheeks

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You must’ve looked so divine to some neophyte trying

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But you looked like a common whore to me

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But I liked you the best when you were a plain simple mess

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Drinking wine from a pink plastic cup

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While the radio played some soft serenade

        Am                    Em 
And we noticed the sun coming up

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And the blue in your eyes looked like ice when you cried

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You were always so cold when we touched

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Happy birthday to you, I sure hope it’s untrue

     Am                           Em 
Even though I don’t miss you that much