Larraine Azure Ray
You grew up in a[Am] patch, some say that it was [Em]cursed
You spen[G]t your whole life, trying to wash[Em] away the dirt
[Am]They said that you were nothing, with their h[Em]ands under your skirt
So you t[G]ied yourself away, with a rag un[Em]der your shirt
[G]Oh, oh[D], Larraine[Em]
Your d[Am]addy loved you wrong, while he [Em]pointed his gun
Your mo[G]ther turned her face, being prince[Em]ss of grace
[G]Oh, oh[D], Larraine[Em]
They [Am]left you in the woods, to find your [Em]way back like a dog
You cr[G]ied in the dark, while they drank [Em]beers on the lawn
[G]Oh, oh[D], Larraine[Em]
[G]Oh, oh[D] Larraine[Em]
The nig[Am]htmares wouldn't stop, so you [Em]drank them to a haze
But whe[G]n you cut the line, they [Em]put you away
You h[Am]ad a little girl, who writes [Em]songs about your pain
An epi[G]sode of grace, now she's liv[Em]ing in LA
[G]Oh, oh[D], LA[Em]
[G]Oh, oh[D], LA[Em]
[Am]Most of them I never knew, but t[Em]hat is just as well
[G]Even as I cry for you, I k[Em]now they're all in hell.
[G]Oh, La[D]rraine[Em]
[G]Don't you know it was a[D]ll for you, Larra[Em]ine
[G]Everything I did was fo[D]r you, Larraine[Em]
[G]Cause what they did to [D]you, they did to [Em]me
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