Verse: 

F7M(b5)              Em   F7M(b5) 
She rises early from bed, runs to the mirror. 
    Em      A            C          D      Em 
The bruises inflicted in moments of fury. 
F7M(b5)                   Em    F7M(b5) 
He kneels beside her once more, whispers of promise 
Em              A           C            D       Em 
"Next time I'll break every bone in your body.". 
F                    G                  A 
And the well-wishers let the devil in. 
           F                    G                   A 
And if the river ran dry they'd deny it happening. 

Bridge: 
E?                F                          E?          F 
As the card players steal their hands from the bottom of the deck. 
Am              G             Gm7          Am 
Row upon row of feudal houses blown away. 
Bb7M           Fm7        Gm7       G#   A# 
Medicine for the popular complaint. 


Em                        F7M(b5) Em 
When the poets dreamed of angels, what did they see? 
A             C       D9          F7M(b5) 
History lined up in a flash on their backs. 
Em                        F7M(b5) Em 
When the poets dreamed of angels, what did they see? 
    A           C            D9     F7M(b5) 
The Bishops and knights well placed to attack.