C Em x4
C Em
And she sits there by the wall
C Em
Making holes where I just stood
C Em
And her hands, they touch her face
C Em
Like her face is made of wood
C Em
And she holds onto a memory
C Em
Of something I never said
C Em
But she still can't quite remember
C Em
If my eyes are blue or dead
G Em
She's the mother of us all
G Em
She's the victim of my sadness
G Em
And the more she tries to know it
G Em
The more she'll never fill it
G Em
She's a universal emptiness
G Em
A universal emptiness
G Em
's a universal emptiness
G Em
And a total lack of faith
C Em x4
C Em
And I saw her once before
C Em
Down on her bended knees
C Em
Through a window of the church at night
C Em
Confessing to the broken priest
C Em
She is holy, as all women are
C Em
And she suffers like a saint
C Em
Yeah, she touched my hand with cruelty
C Em
But I was punished far too late
G Em
She's the mother of us all
G Em
She's the guardian our sins
G Em
And the more she tries to save us
G Em
The more she pulls us in
G Em
She's a universal emptiness
G Em
A universal emptiness
G Em
's a universal emptiness
G Em
's a universal emptiness
G Em
's a universal emptiness
G Em
's a universal emptiness
G Em
's a universal emptiness
G Em
's a universe..ahah
Em
She's the last mistake we make...
