Mercy

Verse 1 : Bm Am my eyes won’t pretend G F# Em i didn’t know you were close G Am i can smell your breath G F# Em through a freshly painted door Bm Am stand here in your coat G F# Em while i pour three more glasses of burgundy G Am G F# Em and you can lick the dust from the bottle 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 corner my blood and water’s warm as you near me Chorus : G Em i’m not begging for mercy G Em i see no love of mercy in you G Em i’m not begging for mercy Bm Am i’m only waiting for the sound of the morning birds G F# Em to send you away Verse 3 : wax is cooled , hard sights is going past the yard in this house i make more shadows than you stand there in your hate while i drink from the second burgundy and you can rattle the glass cross your belly ( Chorus ) i’m not begging for mercy i’m not begging for mercy i’m only waiting for the sound of the morning birds to swallow you . . .