I love the ending.
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|--The Poison Woman--|
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Verse
[Fm]The seed of the apothecary on heir to aided ends
She [Bbm]loves the sound the [Ab]make as [C]they [Fm]expel
A breath, a soul from the chest
[Cm]She laughs a littl[Bbm]e, but never makes a [C]sound
Chorus
She [Bbm]swears shes offering you something [Fm]savory
(What lies she tells)
So [Bbm]take a drink of product number [Fm]one
(Right down the hatch)
And [C#]now it seems a smooth intoxi[Ab]cation, [C]well
[C#]Just one drop is [C]more than [Fm]enough
Verse
[Fm]She never dwells on penitence
Advancing in a haze
[Bbm]A million men have [Ab]reached an [C]end
[Fm]A side effect of incompetence
[Cm]She laughs a little, [Bbm]but never smiles
Repeat Chorus
Bridge
[Fm]She has her superstitions
They've got their rational on call
[C]They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance
[Fm]Shes got a new tradition involving ethyene glycol
[C]They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance
[Fm]She has not apprehensions, habits sustain her wickedness
[C]They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance
Break
[Fm] [Bb] [Fm] [Bb] [C#] [Bb] [Fm] [Bb]
Outro
With the [Fm]weight of the [Bbm]world on her [Fm]shoulders
She don't [Bb]want none of the [Fm]sins as they [Bbm]unfurl in her [C#]palms
In her [C]palms
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|--The Poison Woman--|
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Verse
[Fm]The seed of the apothecary on heir to aided ends
She [Bbm]loves the sound the [Ab]make as [C]they [Fm]expel
A breath, a soul from the chest
[Cm]She laughs a littl[Bbm]e, but never makes a [C]sound
Chorus
She [Bbm]swears shes offering you something [Fm]savory
(What lies she tells)
So [Bbm]take a drink of product number [Fm]one
(Right down the hatch)
And [C#]now it seems a smooth intoxi[Ab]cation, [C]well
[C#]Just one drop is [C]more than [Fm]enough
Verse
[Fm]She never dwells on penitence
Advancing in a haze
[Bbm]A million men have [Ab]reached an [C]end
[Fm]A side effect of incompetence
[Cm]She laughs a little, [Bbm]but never smiles
Repeat Chorus
Bridge
[Fm]She has her superstitions
They've got their rational on call
[C]They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance
[Fm]Shes got a new tradition involving ethyene glycol
[C]They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance
[Fm]She has not apprehensions, habits sustain her wickedness
[C]They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance
Break
[Fm] [Bb] [Fm] [Bb] [C#] [Bb] [Fm] [Bb]
Outro
With the [Fm]weight of the [Bbm]world on her [Fm]shoulders
She don't [Bb]want none of the [Fm]sins as they [Bbm]unfurl in her [C#]palms
In her [C]palms