April Is The Cruelest Month

Capo 7 E B E B E B C#m G#m E B We imagined ourselves as cathedral bells E B Ringing out through the moribund streets E B Like shrill courtesans, making fanciful plans C#m G#m That we whispered while drifting to sleep E B And I told you I’d stay in every possible way E B Though we both knew that that wasn’t true E You said you’d would understand B If it was for something so grand C#m G#m As this mirrored reflection of you E B And New York in October was never so sober E B As the beating on the windows in March E B Trying so hard in vain to stay out of the rain C#m G#m Falling off our cathedral arch E B E B E B C#m G#m E B You were Zelda, Isolde, and you were Audrey and Kate E B You were Miss Cleopatra in heels E B Then anonymously, you were April to me C#m G#m Throwing rocks just to see how it feels E B But those lines in your eyes and that platinum crown E B And that gaudy red rouge on your cheeks E B You must’ve looked so divine to some neophyte trying C#m G#m But you looked like a common whore to me E B But I liked you the best when you were a plain simple mess E B Drinking wine from a pink plastic cup E B While the radio played some soft serenade C#m G#m And we noticed the sun coming up E B And the blue in your eyes looked like ice when you cried E B You were always so cold when we touched E B Happy birthday to you, I sure hope it’s untrue C#m G#m Even though I don’t miss you that much