I know the outro is missing but I was too lazy to write it down.
The Throes (Two Gallants)
(Capo +3)
Intro: C Em Am G
1.
[C]'Well I don't know if I can take this anym[Em]ore'
she's thinkin' as he shoves her 'gainst the [Am]wall
Screamin'. 'Well than what good are you f[G]or,
you don't give me no pleasure at a[C]ll.'
'Oh now I know I need to l[Em]eave'
so she tells herself a[Am]gain,
wipes a little blood upon her s[G]leeve,
but she don't tell herself when.
And b[F]aby starts a c[C]ryin', daddy [Am]sits back d[G]own,
[C]sinks another d[G]rink to bring his t[Am]emper d[G]own.
And his i[C]mage there reflectin' on the [G]TV screen,
[F]reminds her of a [C]better day she t[Am]hought she'd se[G]en.
Refrain:
But now t[C]ake your time bef[G]ore you grieve,
[F]and keep your heart hid o[C]ff your sleeve,
[F]cause ain't no one but y[C]ou deceived,
[Am]your sympathy is s[G]oon to leave.
And now h[C]ide your mouth bef[G]ore you speak,
[F]or better yet just t[C]urn a cheek
[F]I watch your interest g[C]rowin' weak,
[F]but still you say that [C]I'm the freak
and I g[Em]uess that's f[G]ine with [C]me.
Bridge: C Em Am G
2.
[C]But he's probably had a long, long [Em]day,
she's thinkin' in the kitchen while she w[Am]eeps,
puttin' dinner's leftovers a[G]way
as he stumbles off to bed and then to s[C]leep.
Surely he'll be better come the d[Em]awn,
when I rise to cook him breakfast 'fore he g[Am]oes,
wakes without a word and then he's g[G]one,
he's got that kind of love that never s[C]hows.
And b[F]aby starts a w[C]ailin', daddy c[Am]omes back d[G]own,
[C]'Shut up that c[G]hild', she h[Am]ears him s[G]hout,
and c[C]radled in her arms she tries to c[G]alm the sound,
[F]'How am I to s[C]leep', he screams and s[Am]laps her do[G]wn.
Refrain:
But now t[C]ake your time bef[G]ore you grieve,
[F]and keep your heart hid o[C]ff your sleeve,
[F]cause ain't no one but y[C]ou deceived,
[Am]your sympathy is s[G]oon to leave.
And now h[C]ide your mouth bef[G]ore you speak,
[F]or better yet just t[C]urn a cheek
[F]I watch your interest g[C]rowin' weak,
[F]but still you say that [C]I'm the freak
and I g[Em]uess that's f[G]ine with [C]me.
Bridge: C Em Am G
3.
[C]And when she wakes her head don't cease to p[Em]ain,
body's broken and her clothes are torn a[Am]way,
still the threat of emptiness rem[G]ains,
s she struggles to her feet to get a[C]way.
'Hell, where has my child g[Em]one',
she screams as she runs from room to r[Am]oom.
Every sound of silence lingers [G]on,
not a single kick inside her womb.
And her m[F]ind drowns into [C]shadows, mama f[Am]alls back d[G]own,
[C]where the walls that shape her w[G]orld seem taller [Am]from the g[G]round.
And n[C]o more breath to scream her throat just d[G]rifts away,
[F]and no more life to l[C]ose as if there [Am]were to sa[G]ve.
Refrain:
But now t[C]ake your time bef[G]ore you grieve,
[F]and keep your heart hid o[C]ff your sleeve,
[F]cause ain't no one but y[C]ou deceived,
[Am]your sympathy is s[G]oon to leave.
And now h[C]ide your mouth bef[G]ore you speak,
[F]or better yet just t[C]urn a cheek
[F]I watch your interest g[C]rowin' weak,
[F]but still you say that [C]I'm the freak
and I g[Em]uess that's f[G]ine with [C]me.
The Throes (Two Gallants)
(Capo +3)
Intro: C Em Am G
1.
[C]'Well I don't know if I can take this anym[Em]ore'
she's thinkin' as he shoves her 'gainst the [Am]wall
Screamin'. 'Well than what good are you f[G]or,
you don't give me no pleasure at a[C]ll.'
'Oh now I know I need to l[Em]eave'
so she tells herself a[Am]gain,
wipes a little blood upon her s[G]leeve,
but she don't tell herself when.
And b[F]aby starts a c[C]ryin', daddy [Am]sits back d[G]own,
[C]sinks another d[G]rink to bring his t[Am]emper d[G]own.
And his i[C]mage there reflectin' on the [G]TV screen,
[F]reminds her of a [C]better day she t[Am]hought she'd se[G]en.
Refrain:
But now t[C]ake your time bef[G]ore you grieve,
[F]and keep your heart hid o[C]ff your sleeve,
[F]cause ain't no one but y[C]ou deceived,
[Am]your sympathy is s[G]oon to leave.
And now h[C]ide your mouth bef[G]ore you speak,
[F]or better yet just t[C]urn a cheek
[F]I watch your interest g[C]rowin' weak,
[F]but still you say that [C]I'm the freak
and I g[Em]uess that's f[G]ine with [C]me.
Bridge: C Em Am G
2.
[C]But he's probably had a long, long [Em]day,
she's thinkin' in the kitchen while she w[Am]eeps,
puttin' dinner's leftovers a[G]way
as he stumbles off to bed and then to s[C]leep.
Surely he'll be better come the d[Em]awn,
when I rise to cook him breakfast 'fore he g[Am]oes,
wakes without a word and then he's g[G]one,
he's got that kind of love that never s[C]hows.
And b[F]aby starts a w[C]ailin', daddy c[Am]omes back d[G]own,
[C]'Shut up that c[G]hild', she h[Am]ears him s[G]hout,
and c[C]radled in her arms she tries to c[G]alm the sound,
[F]'How am I to s[C]leep', he screams and s[Am]laps her do[G]wn.
Refrain:
But now t[C]ake your time bef[G]ore you grieve,
[F]and keep your heart hid o[C]ff your sleeve,
[F]cause ain't no one but y[C]ou deceived,
[Am]your sympathy is s[G]oon to leave.
And now h[C]ide your mouth bef[G]ore you speak,
[F]or better yet just t[C]urn a cheek
[F]I watch your interest g[C]rowin' weak,
[F]but still you say that [C]I'm the freak
and I g[Em]uess that's f[G]ine with [C]me.
Bridge: C Em Am G
3.
[C]And when she wakes her head don't cease to p[Em]ain,
body's broken and her clothes are torn a[Am]way,
still the threat of emptiness rem[G]ains,
s she struggles to her feet to get a[C]way.
'Hell, where has my child g[Em]one',
she screams as she runs from room to r[Am]oom.
Every sound of silence lingers [G]on,
not a single kick inside her womb.
And her m[F]ind drowns into [C]shadows, mama f[Am]alls back d[G]own,
[C]where the walls that shape her w[G]orld seem taller [Am]from the g[G]round.
And n[C]o more breath to scream her throat just d[G]rifts away,
[F]and no more life to l[C]ose as if there [Am]were to sa[G]ve.
Refrain:
But now t[C]ake your time bef[G]ore you grieve,
[F]and keep your heart hid o[C]ff your sleeve,
[F]cause ain't no one but y[C]ou deceived,
[Am]your sympathy is s[G]oon to leave.
And now h[C]ide your mouth bef[G]ore you speak,
[F]or better yet just t[C]urn a cheek
[F]I watch your interest g[C]rowin' weak,
[F]but still you say that [C]I'm the freak
and I g[Em]uess that's f[G]ine with [C]me.
