C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dsus2
No one looks in this place for motive or any hope
G C F Dsus2
But for the dead shot of an amber glass, the blue light of a votive
C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dsus2
Rain obscured the window as the pain was dulled by the grains
G C F Dsus2
Absolved by spoons in flames and fear in time dissolving
G G/A G/B C C/B Am Am/G F
It's not for the faint of pulse or anybody false
Dsus2 G Gsus4 G
Those amateurs who simply she'd their skins
G G/A G/B C C/B Am Am/G F
Where are those traitors now, we once called patriots?
Dsus2 G Gsus4
Just like those saints who seem to revel in their sins
C B Bb A G
Oh, my eyes were filled with tears that were stinging
C B Bb A G
After our assassin's work was done
Am G F Em Dsus2
The bells and hands were only there for the wringing
F C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dsus2
And we were bringing bullets for the new-born king
C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dsus2
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The trumpet sound lamenting, tramping down the blooms of the deceased
G C F Dsus2
The double agent girl and the fallen priest were heading for the border
C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dsus2
Somewhere in the high command, there stayed the palest hand
G C F Dsus2
That saw the order countermand, erased a tape recorder
F C
And then they hung him from a window cord
G G/A G/B C C/B Am Am/G F
Swallow down that voodoo vial and stay your breath a while
Dsus2 G Gsus4 G
Before we spill the tale that we have spun
G G/A G/B C C/B Am Am/G F
And now I shall confide all that I have denied
Dsus2 G Gsus4
Oh, I'm so sorry for the things I've done
C B Bb A G
Oh, my eyes were filled with tears that were stinging
C B Bb A G
After our assassin's work was done
Am G F Em Dsus2
The bells and hands were only there for the wringing
F C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dsus2
And we were bringing bullets for the new-born king
