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Braille Tab

by Regina Spektor


REGINA SPEKTOR: BRAILLE
Detailed Intro:  RH one octave up
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Intro:   /   x2

                            
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks
                          
She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god
               
So she names the baby Elvis
                    
To make up for the royalty he lacked
                      
And from then on it was turpentine and patches
                       
From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can
                           
And they were just two jerks playing with matches
                      
Cause that's all they knew how to play

  /   x2

                                   
And it was raining cats and dogs out side of her window
                                  
And she knew they were destined to become
                                                                 
Sacred road kill on the way
                                                                                             
And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking
                                         
Thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes

                                            
Cause it's been turpentine and patches
                 
It's been cold, cold Campbell's from the can
                                                      
And they were just two jerks playing with matches
                             
Cause that's all they knew how to play

          

  /   x2


                
Elvis never could carry a tune
                                
She thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon
                                            
She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin                                     
                
Saying why don't I begin again
      
With turpentine and patches
             
With cold, cold Campbell's from the can
                         
After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches
                              
It's just that he's not around to play along
                  
I'm still an asshole playing with candles
               
Blowing out wishes blowing out dreams
                    
Just sitting here and trying to decipher
                             
What's written in Braille upon my skin...

       x3

  /   x2

                                  /     
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch 

                                   /    
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch 

Repeat and fade