Wine And Blood

| F* C* | G* Em* | A* | | Am G F Em D D Desiree's in disarray waiting for her angels to come, Am G F Where she used to feel the weight of a thousand lifetimes, Em D D now she just feels numb. Em D C There was a time when her beauty G Fmaj7 Fmaj7 raised the eyebrows of the town. Am G F Any man would gladly give up all he had, Em D D just to take Desiree down. | F* C* | G* Em* | A* | | Am G F Em D D She stares out the window at the world passing by. Am G F She's caught beneath the wheel too heavy to lift, Em D D she feels too weak to try. Em D C People stare like strangers G Fmaj7 Fmaj7 where once she might've asked them in Am G F to fill the void where her heart once was. Em D D F F Now she just fills her glass again and again. C G Dm Am And she walks the floor less traveled, thinks of a sad melody. F C Dm F Wine and blood don't mix like they used to, now they just make a memory. C G Too many years trying to do the right thing for the wrong man, Dm Fmaj7 now the picture is clear. C D She drinks and she cries and she hides from the past F* C* G* Em* A* N.C. 'cause the truth is more bitter than the tears. | F* C* | G* Em* | A* | | Am G F Em D D All these half-truths and alibis help build a wall of denial. Am G F She takes comfort in the night, darkness blocks the light, Em D D from falling on her aging smile. Em D C Gray befalls her halo G Fmaj7 Fmaj7 where there once was a golden mane Am G F and her eyes don't shine like they used to; without the moon Em D D the sun would be in vain. C G Dm Am So she walks the floor less traveled, thinks of a sad melody. F C Dm F Wine and blood don't mix like they used to, now they just make a memory. C G Too many years trying to do the right thing for the wrong man, Dm Fmaj7 now the picture is clear. C* D* She drinks and she cries and she hides from the past F* C* G* Em* A* N.C. 'cause the truth is more bitter than the tears. (Key Change to Bbm) | Bbm | Ab | Gb | Fm | | Eb | Eb | | Bbm | Ab | Gb | Fm | | Eb | Eb | | Fm | Eb | Db | Cm | | Gbmaj7 | Gbmaj7 | Gbmaj7 | Gbmaj7 | Bbm Ab Gb Fm Eb Eb She puts on her make-up though no one's seen her for days. Bbm Ab Gb Fm Eb Eb Her silence is a lonely cry, she's trapped inside a maze. Fm Eb Db Her tears have turned to honey, Ab Gbmaj7 Gbmaj7 drawing the black flies of depression. Bbm Ab Gb Fm Eb* N.C. Desiree's in disarray waiting for her angels again. | Gb* Db* | Ab* Fm* | Bb* | |