Yr Husband

[D]  [E]  [A]  [G]
E|--2--2--------|
B|--3--3--2-----|
G|--2--0--2--0--|
D|--0--2--2--0--|
A|--------0--2--|
E|-----------3--|

Palm Muted
your hu[D]sband,
he drinks like a wr[E]iter,
but he writes like a ba[A]nker,
i hope his pens all run d[G]ry.  [D]

you watch him from your cave in the corner,
full moon eyes flame and flicker,
the wild way that i like.

This lead part is played during the next verse.
     [D]     [E]     [A]    [G]
E|--3-2---2-0--------------|
B|--3-3---3-3---3-2---3-3--|
G|--------------2-2---4-2--|
D|--------------------5-4--|
A|-------------------------|
E|-------------------------|

from my part,
i pretend i don't notice
dumb friend you're a poet,
and i could do this all night.

and i'll st[G]ay like that,
hands lo[D]cked in my lap,
what i w[Em]ant jailed up in my [A]mind,
until i sl[G]ide to sleep
where you're w[D]aitin' for me,
and we [Em]do what we want to,
and shu[A]t ourselves off for the night.

Not Muted
[D]  [Em]  [A]  [G] [D]

til morning barrels in like a brides maid,
drunk and desperate for her day,
drags me out, picks a fight.

and i see i'm alone here
picture frames and a hot plate
stubborn sun spites the hallways
paint chips blink yellow white.

and i'm stretching, in the act of forgetting,
bear teeth and blood letting,
signals crossed half my life.

and the lo[G]cal grown
sees your notes towards my home,
dreaming f[Em]its as we crawl underground,
and you're she[G]dding skin,
so i keep what i can.
yeah i f[Em]ill up my pockets,
and stuff all that's left in my mouth.

now you are a part of me,
for as long as i sleep.
i could trick myself into a trance,
where were as firm as facts,
and i don't give you back
every morning the sun comes to shuttle you back to your man.

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