In Anticipation Of Your Suicide

Am      C/D      F            
 Your heart is always almost beating 
Am C/D        F           G 
 along with windy frozen tunes. 

        C              G        Am   
But you say you've laughed enough, 
      G        F                      G 
your closet's stuffed with last year's blues. 
         C       G     Am        G  F                       Dm G Dm G                 
But you know by summertime your suicide's just last year's news. 

Am C/D Em F G 

Am     C/D     F 
  What will we find inside of your room? 
Am     C/D      F 
  Notes in the margins, 
        G  
records always spinning. 
                      C   G      Am 
Clues you know you want all to know 
       G    F                  G 
your little soul grew old too soon 
       C      G           Am 
and surprises lost their thrill. 
   G    F                    Dm G Dm G 
Vodka, pills and the marquee moon. 

Am G F