Empty

posted by ant - - - - - - - - - - - - - capo 2nd fret standard tuning the second version of this song is spot on short of one chord . i prefer to use the capo it seems to flow better , imho . Am F C E E7 E | - - 0 - - | | - - 1 - - | | - - 0 - - | | - - 0 - - | | - - 0 - - | B | - - 1 - - | | - - 1 - - | | - - 1 - - | | - - 0 - - | | - - 3 - - | G | - - 2 - - | | - - 2 - - | | - - 0 - - | | - - 1 - - | | - - 1 - - | D | - - 2 - - | | - - 3 - - | | - - 2 - - | | - - 2 - - | | - - 2 - - | A | - - 0 - - | | - - 3 - - | | - - 3 - - | | - - 2 - - | | - - 2 - - | E | - - - - - | | - - 1 - - | | - - - - - | | - - 0 - - | | - - 0 - - | Intro Am F C F C F she lifts her skirt up to her knees C walks through the garden rows with her bare feet , laughing F i never learned to count my blessings C i choose instead to dwell in my disasters Am walk on down the hill E through the grass grown tall and brown F C and still it’s hard somehow to let go of my pain Am on past the busted back E of this old and rusted cadillac F C that sinks into this field collecting rain C G F Am E E7 will i always feel this way C G F Am E E7 so empty , so estranged Am F of these cutthroat busted sunsets , C these cold and damp white mornings i have grown weary F if through my cracked and dusty dimestore lips C i spoke these words out loud would no one hear me Am lay your blouse across the chair E let fall the flowers from your hair F C and kiss me with that country mouth so plain Am outside the rain is tapping on the leaves E to me it sounds like they’re F C applauding us , the quiet love we make C G F Am E E7 will i always feel this way C G F Am E E7 so empty , so estranged Am F C F C F well i looked my demons in the eyes C laid bare my chest said do your best and destroy me F see i’ve been to hell and back so many times C i must admit you kind of bore me Am there’s a lot of things that can kill a man E there’s a lot of ways to die F C yes and some already dead who walk beside you Am there’s a lot of things i don’t understand E why so many people lie F C well it’s the hurt you hide that fuels the fires inside you C G F Am E E7 will i always feel this way C G F Am E E7 so empty , so estranged Am F C F C Am