The Scar - Ver 28

C Am I'd like to sneak around the house When everyone's asleep C9 F Em Tiptoe across the door mat that used to welcome me C Am Then gently shut the door to see a brand-new Christmas tree C9 F Em , (hold) And the silence pounds like a kettle drum and a chill runs through me C Am But does she ever miss me? I still hear her singing C9 F Em Just like an orchestra, just like a painting C Am With velvet brushes and wooden framing C9 F Em A familiar Monet that's worth renaming The scar I choked up the dirt, completely hurt I ran straight through them all Then pushed aside what's left of pride And trembled through the hall And there stands a door you'd seen before When all you knew you was down And your perfume breath brought peaceful death On sleepy silver gowns Yeah, to wake is such a dreaded thing To sleep is such a hole I eat without your company I drink till I unfold And now hear the end of everything Just thrown onto the ground But October fell and broke my shell And all I knew was down Maya-ya-da Maya-ya-da May-ya-da, oo Ya da die, may ya die May ya die, oo Ya da da, oh-oh Ya da da, ya da die, oh