Mercy Widespread Panic Verse 1: [Bm]My eyes won't [Am]pretend I didn't know [G]you [F#]were [Em]close I can [G]smell your [Am]breath Through a freshly [G]pain[F#]ted d[Em]oor S[Bm]tand here in your co[Am]at While I pour t[G]hree m[F#]ore g[Em]lasses of burgundy And y[G]ou can lick the [Am]dust f[G]rom [F#]the b[Em]ottle Verse 2: Wall's bricked with books Pages bricked with words Each mark has been stained in your honor Ground shadow staggers restless From the window cross the candle to the cor (guitaretab.com)
