|C G |Am F |C G |Am # A steel; a out? I know you're not afraid to go alone But this was a marriage of spirit, flesh, and bone Now whatcha gonna do when the planet shifts? Whatcha gonna do - gonna slit your wrists? And bleed all over the milky way The stars in your eyes look red today Cry love, Cry love The tears of an angel, the tears of a dove Spill it all over your heart from above Cry Love, Cry Love <mandolin break> The trust of a woman in his hand But he was a little boy and not a m (chordiearchive.chordie.com)