Love To A Monster
Okkervil RiverVersion1
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Lover, now that you've left me, I'm glad you're unlovely.
Becuase if you could take all the heat in your heart and just hang it from you,
I wouldn't be able to bear the way you cannot love me.
It's much easier of me make a monster out of you.
And so here I go, substituting the glow from your temples,
all our sighs and our trembles, and each last letter sent you
from the cheap little pen of this weak little man- the one singing
- out his jangling, ringing and hopefully stinging attack upon you.
Yeah, so here I go, just exploding the hope we'll be speaking
some day, years from now, seeking friendship and understanding.
Yeah, I hope you get angry, and hurt, and have the hardest of landings.
And I hope your new man thinks of me when he sees what a number I did on you.
I grow tired of this song. Turn my eyes to the blonde in the bleachers.
She's a lovely young creature. I think she's seeking adventure.
I think she's ready to see that the world isn't so sweet or so tender.
I won't break her, just bend her, and make her into my new ringer for you.
I stay in the same comfy town, write the same old songs down, drive the same streets,
seek the same sense of dull peace, whisper the same sweet words to the chippies.
The same walk by the road and where the same muddy snow's finally leaving,
But i'll fight off the spring; I don't want lovely things,I don't want the earth new.
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Readable chord sheet for Love To A Monster by Okkervil River
Lo[D]ver, now that you've le[F#m]ft me, I'm glad you're un[Bm]lovely. Becuase if you could ta[G]ke all the heat in your he[D]art and just hang it from [A]you, I [D]wouldn't be able to bea[F#m]r the way you cannot lov[Bm]e me. It's much easier [G]of me make a mo[A]nster out of y[D]ou. And[D] so here I go, substi[F#m]tuting the glow from your [Bm]temples, all our sighs and our t[G]rembles, [D]and each last lette[A]r sent you fr[D]om the cheap little pen of this w[F#m]eak little man- the one[Bm] singing - out his jangling, ri[G]nging and hopefully sti[A]nging attack upon yo[D]u. Yeah, [D]so here I go, just exp[F#m]loding the hope we'll be sp[Bm]eaking some day, years from now, [G]seeking f[D]riendship and unders[A]tanding. Yeah, [D]I hope you get angry, a[F#m]nd hurt, and have the hardest of la[Bm]ndings. And I hope your new m[G]an thinks of me when he s[A]ees what a number I did on y[D]ou. I grow ti[D]red of this song. Turn my ey[F#m]es to the blonde in the blea[Bm]chers. She's a lovely young cre[G]ature. [D]I think she's seeking adve[A]nture. I think she's re[D]ady to see that the wo[F#m]rld isn't so sweet or so te[Bm]nder. I won't break her, just b[G]end her, and make her in[A]to my new ringer for y[D]ou. I stay in the s[D]ame comfy town, write the sa[F#m]me old songs down, drive the s[Bm]ame streets, seek the same sense of d[G]ull peace, w[D]hisper the same sweet words to the [A]chippies. The same wa[D]lk by the road and where the sa[F#m]me muddy snow's finally l[Bm]eaving, But i'll fight off the spring[G]; I don't want lovely th[A]ings,I don't want the earth n[D]ew.