Am            F
We are all sufferers of love
                 C
Waiting for the rains to come
             G
Hoping they flood away the pain
Am                            F
Some stable, some not safe to say
                      C
But were all wishing death would call would scream
    G
Out each and every name
Am        F                    C
So here I am, praying for the rains to come
             G
Hoping they flood away the pain
Am                                  F
With the smell of smoke and plastic gin
                        C
Washed over my head and past my knees
     G                      Am
I slowly wait to be erased

Am

Am              F
We are all like specks of dust that happen
    C                  G
To collect in the same shining ray of sun
Am
And the golden hue that cast right
F
Through some old man's living room
      C                    G
While he sits all alone in overtones
Am                       F
Accents of smoke and nicotine
                      C
A calming subtlety to compliment the clipper ships
        G
And the paintings he has hung
Am                            F
Well we all float and live by chance
                            C
He just sits and stares and laughs at
    G
The shadows we create
Am
and then you leave
Am
Then you leave   F
(Then you leave)
                      C
Just like god when he abandoned all of us
         G
With the punishment of love
               Am
And then you leave
                   F
And the devil feeds misery
(Then you leave)
C                                 G
Apparent to our loves so it will settle in our lungs
Am
Then you leave
F
Then you leave
C
Then you leave
G
Then you leave
Am
Then you leave
F
Then you leave
C
Then you leave
G
Then you leave