Guinevere

[C]    [G]  [Am]   [F7]

She's got a [C]bumper like a billboard covered in stickers of her f[G]avorite band
She's got a [Am]handful of records that she turns to when she n[F7]eeds to land
She's a [Am]Saturday night [G]parade through the streets that [F7]all eyes come to see, including m[G]e

She carries memories around like souvenirs down in her pockets
She should've let some go by now but can't seem to drop it
Says forgiveness ain't nothing but a lifeless tire on the shoulder of her soul, that never rolls

For as [Am]much as she s[F7]tumbled she's [C]runnin'
For as [Am]much as she r[F7]uns she's still [C]here
Always [Am]hoping to [G]find something [F7]quicker than [C]heaven
Make the [C]damage of her days disa[G]ppear, j[F]ust like [G]Guineve[Am]re
Oh, [F]just like [G]Guinever[C]e

She don't hold on to nothing new for very long
Yeah, she'll write you when there's just one more tale and then you're gone
Cause she once fell hard cause she dropped her guard and no one gets to stay, it's just too late

For as much as she stumbled she's runnin'
For as much as she runs she's still here

For as much as she stumbled she's runnin'
For as much as she runs she's still here
Always hoping to find something quicker than heaven
Make the damage of her days disappear, just like Guinevere