Black Sheep Boy Okkervil River
Bleeding black s[Am]heep boy,
[Em]mirror in pieces.
[G]Turn the receiver,
[D]trace the police station.
[Am]Line to my number
and[Em] number my reasons
for th[G]is paranoia,
for th[D]ese accusations.
Each [Am]night the numbers
[Em]paired off like lovers,
col[G]lided together
so [D]I can remember
my [Am]name or my nation.
[G]Bay black sheep boy.
Go [Bm]back beyond the p[Em]asture,
you [Bm]cracked out of my[Em] head.
Get [Bm]in your battered [Em]Mustang
and the back [G]seat will be your [D]bed.
[Am]Burning black sheep boy,
[Em]dark denim phantom.
[G]Face full of flames,
the ears full of [D]cheers that have fanned them.
I'd [Am]slice off the horns that sprung[Em] right from those temples
I was [G]chased from my bedroom,
I was [D]chased from my candles.
By [Am]fear of the numbers,
[Em]paired off like lovers,
col[G]lided together
so [D]I can remember
my [Am]face or my station.
[Em]Pacing black sheep boy.
The f[Bm]loor just won't sup[Em]port you,
You ho[Bm]vered through the [Em]room.
Get [Bm]in your battered [Em]Mustang
and the backs[G]eat will be your t[D]omb.
And I [Am]rode into Baltimore
and I [Em]found a hotel room
where I [G]tried to escape you,
but the [D]phone line wouldn't go through.
And [Am]inside the mirror,
well I [Em]saw you stamping staring out
I'd [G]recognize your eyes
You fell for [D]any of the lines that come flying [Am]out.
Nothing I've heard from you [Em]sounds sane or safe.
Words falling d[G]own from the ceiling
where the [D]mirror is stealing
the [Am]light to reveal us both [Em]tonight and we're both kneeling in the
[G]black pool of your [D]shadow.
You [Am]cracked out of my [Em]head.
Go [G]back beyond the pa[D]sture,
where I'll smash your [Am]mirror
till you're [Em]dead.
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