Aubergine Teclado

	  Standard tuning 
 
 


       G                                               Am 
well I bled blue blood from my back last night, I was alone 
 G                                 Am 
aubergine sheets on my bed now, oh no 
         G                          Am 
and your blue eyes lie just like an atlas in those sockets 
          G                Am 
yeah your blue eyes cry mapwater when you're sorry 
         G      Am 
oh so sorry, oh no 

G Am 

Em                              C 
you with the nape that holds my gaze 
Em                                 C 
you with the tongue that speaks my name 
Em                                C 
you with the arms that keep me at length 
Em                                     C 
you with the heart that won't show its face 

    G                               Am 
and jesus sucks the mud out of your soul 
        G                                   Am 
but the flame in my eye, it's gone blue and cold 
        G                            Am 
and you risked your wrist to save my life 
      G                           Am 
and I should have kissed you that night, but it ain't right 

G Am G Am 

    Em 
and absence makes my heart grow hollow 
C 
absence makes my heart grow hollow 
Em 
make me into an egg without yoke 
    C 
you make me into an egg without yoke 
Em 
absence makes my heart grow hollow 
C 
absence makes my heart grow hollow 
Em 
make me into an egg without yoke 
    C 
you make me into an egg without yoke 

      Em 
I was unborn when I was younger 
      C 
I was unborn when I was younger 
    Em 
but I was rebuilt when you spoke 
C 
  I awoke when you spoke 
           Am* 
you said, "there's always a reason for leaving, 
Em* 
there's always a reason to stay. 
   Am* 
I know exactly why I'm leaving: 
Em* 
  I just can't stay" and I say, 
     Am*                          Em* 
"I'll give you my whole summer when you unfurl your fingers. 
Am* 
I would be lying if I said you had nothing 
   Em*                                           Am*  Em* 
to do with me, you're to blame for my being this way, way. 

Am* Em* 

Em                              C 
you with the nape that holds my gaze 
Em                                 C 
you with the tongue that speaks my name 
Em                                C 
you with the arms that keep me at length 
Em                                     C 
you with the heart that won't show its face