Prince Of Darkness

[D]   [D/G] [D/F#] [D/E]     [D]   [D] [G] [D/F#] [D] [E]
[D]  My place is o[D]f the sun and[Bm7] this place is o[Bm7]f the dark
And I[C], I do not feel th[C]e romance, I do[G] not catch [G]the spark
[D]  My place is o[D]f the sun and[Bm7] this place is o[Bm7]f the dark
And I[C], I do not feel th[C]e romance, I do[G] not catch [G]the spark

[D]   [D/G] [D/F#] [D/E]     [D]   [D] [G] [D/F#] [D] [E]
I [D]don't know when I n[D]oticed life was l[C]ife at my exp[C]ense
The [Bm]words of my h[Bm]eart lined up like[Gm] prisoners on a f[Gm]ence
My [D]dreams came in like n[D]eedy children[C] tugging at my sle[C]eve
I [G/B]said I have no w[G/B]ay of feedi[Asus4]ng you, so l[A7]eave

[C]  But there was a time I[C] asked my fathe[G]r for a dollar[G]
[D]  And he gave it a t[D/C#]en dollar r[Bm7]aise    [Bm7]
[C]  And when I needed [C]my mothe[G]r and I called[G] her
[D]  She stayed with m[D/C#]e for da[Em]ys    [Em]          [A7sus4]                   [A7]

Now [G]someone's on the t[G]elephone, [Gm]desperate in his p[Gm]ain
[D]Someone's on the [D/C#]bathroom floor, [Bm]doing her coc[Bm]aine
[C]Someone's got his finger[C] on the button[G] in some room [G]
[D]              [D/C#]              [F#7] [tacet]
No one can convince me we aren't gluttons for our doom
But I tr[E7]ied[Ab] to m[E7]ake[Ab] this place my [Gmaj7]place;    [Gmaj7]I asked for providence to
C (9 fr.)        [C](9)              [G] [tacet]
smile upon me with its sweet face;      Yeah, but I'll tell you:

My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
And I, I do not feel the romance, I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
And I, I do not feel the romance, I do not catch the spark

Maybe there's no haven in this world for tender age
My heart beat like the wings of wild birds in a cage
My greatest hope, my greatest cause to grieve
And my heart flew from its cage, and it bled upon my sleeve

The cries of passion were like wounds that needed healing
I couldn't hear them for the thunder
I was half the naked distance between hell and heaven's ceiling
And it almost pulled me under

Now someone's on the telephone, desperate in his pain
Someone's on the bathroom floor, doing her cocaine
Someone's got his finger on the button in some room
No one can convince me we aren't gluttons for our doom
But I tried to make this place my place; I asked for providence to
smile upon me with its sweet face; Yeah, but I'll tell you:

My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
And I, I do not feel the romance, I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
And I, I do not feel the romance, I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
     C (9 fr.)         [C](9)              [G] [tacet]
And I, I do not feel the romance; I will not be a pawn
        [Gm] [slowly]
For the prince of darkness any longer

[D]   [D/G] [D/F#] [D/E]     [D]   [D] [G] [D/F#] [D] [E]     [D]   [D/G] [D/F#] [D/E]