The Artist Teclado

	  
What is wrong with her eyes? 
Dm                                F 
A glossy stare that won't leave me be starts my blood running cold. 
Bb 
A gaze that could make hell freeze over... 
          Dm               A 
I have to understand she's gone... 
           Dm 
But she's not! 
                                F 
Don't you tell me that she is dead! 
                           Bb 
Watch her lips softly move because she's still whispering to me! 
                  Dm                 F     A      Bb 
...And something here is not quite right... 

Dm      F                          Bb                                C 
Skin so cold beneath my touch as I brush back her hair and close her eyes. 
    Dm        F 
But I cannot stand to turn away. 
       Bb 
When I do, she'll be gone... 
     C 
It's frightening... 

Bb                Bb                   A 
Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door... 
        A 
They'll be here soon. 
  D            E       F          G       
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding. 
  D        E        F       G 
I wish I'd stop looking behind me. 
Bb                Bb            A 
Running now will only make it worse... 
        A 
They'll be here soon. 
  D             E         F     G 
I wish I could shake the awful feeling. 
  F        G           A/E 
I wish my mind would stop... 

Bb                      C 
Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. 
Dm 
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? 
Bb 
Paint abandons canvas. 
       C                                          Dm 
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. 
                                                                     Bb 
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? 
I won't... 

Dm           F 
Shaking as I rest her body down. 
       Bb 
No one knows, only me... 
      C 
It's frightening... 

Bb                Bb                   A 
Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door... 
        A 
They'll be here soon. 
  D            E       F          G       
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding. 
  D        E        F       G 
I wish I'd stop looking behind me. 
Bb                Bb            A 
Running now will only make it worse... 
        A 
They'll be here soon. 
  D             E         F     G 
I wish I could shake the awful feeling. 
  F        G           A/E 
I wish my mind would stop... 

Bb                      C 
Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. 
Dm 
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? 
Bb 
Paint abandons canvas. 
       C                                          Dm 
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. 
                                                                     Bb 
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? 

D     E     F     G      D     E     F     G 
There's a madman glaring straight at me! 
D     E     F     G      D     E     F     G     2x D E F G 
Oh I know I've seen his face before... 
D     E     F     G      F    G    A/E      
I am sure I've seen his face before... 

Bb                      C 
Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. 
Dm 
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? 
Bb 
Paint abandons canvas. 
       C                                          Dm 
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. 
                                                                     Bb 
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? 
I won't...