In Medias Res

too. B E F# G#m E x4 A F# G#m A F# E verse 1: B But let's talk about you for a minute E With the vomit at your gullet F# G#m E From a half bottle of vodka that we'd stolen from the optic B E On the back seat of your car, because it wasn't safe to start it F# G#m E You were "far too fucked to drive", were the words that you imparted B E F# G#m E And the woollen dress that clung so tight to the contours of your body B E F# G#m E And the dead grass stuck to fibres from us rolling in the lay-by B E Were passed to dog-haired blankets F# G#m E That protected the bench seat covers B E F# G#m E And a crucifix was hung from rear view mirror by your mother A F# G#m A F# E (glockenspiel part:) Ab B Ab Bb Db x3 verse 2: Ab B Ab Bb Db I'm leaving my body to science, not medical but physics Ab B Ab Bb Db Drag my corpse through the airport and lay me limp on the left wing Ab B Ab Bb Db Drop me at the highest point and trace a line around the dent I leave in the ground Ab B Ab Bb That'll be the initial of the one you'll marry now I'm not around Db Ab B I flew for seven hours, the sky didn't once turn black B G#m E Dbm B And I would sooner go down in a ball of flames! G#m (Then I would lay here and be bored to death E Dbm G#m All's well that ends.) B E F# G#m E x2 verse 3: B E F# G#m E I wake from sleep, my head and shoulder, wet against the window B E F# G#m E A frost had formed and melted, soaked me right through to my collarbone B E F# G#m If you were given the option of dying painlessly in peace at 45 E B E F# G#m E B But with a lover at your side, after a full and happy life E F# G#m E B Is this something that would interest you? E F# G#m E Would this interest you at all? B E F# G#m E