Songs That She Sang In The Shower

    Dsus  Am7   Em7   D    G    Asus  D/C#   D/B    A
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[Intro]  Dsus x4


[Verse]

     Dsus        Dsus
On a lark.  On a whim.
               Am7                       Em7                        Dsus
I said there’s two kinds of men in this world and you’re neither of them
        Dsus          Dsus
And his fist, cut the smoke
          Am7                  Em7                  Dsus
I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke
      Dsus         Dsus
In the car, headed home
            Am7                   Em7                 Dsus
She asked if I had considered the prospect of living alone
       Dsus             Dsus
With a steak, held to my eye
          Am7                  Em7                    Dsus
I had to summon the confidence needed to hear her goodbye
     Am7                     Em7                  Dsus
And another brief chapter without any answers blew by


[Chorus]

         D                           G                     D      G
And the songs that she sang in the shower are stuck in my head
                    D    Asus              D
Like Bring Out The Dead.      Breakfast In Bed.
       D                   G                             D     G
And experience robs me of hope that she’ll make it back home
                    D   Asus                  D
So I’m stuck on my own.      I’m stuck on my own.


[Verse]

     Dsus       Dsus
In a room, by myself
               Am7                     Em7                    Dsus
Looks like I’m here with a guy that I judge worse than anyone else
     Dsus        Dsus
So I pace, and I pray
      Am7                     Em7                        Dsus
And I repeat the mantras that might keep me clean for the day


[Chorus]

         D                           G                   D      G
And the songs that she sang in the shower all ring in my ear
                    D    Asus                     D
Like Wish You Were Here,     how I wish you were here.
       D                   G                        D     G
And experience robs me of hope that you’ll ever return
                    D    Asus                   D
So I breathe and I burn.      I breathe and I burn.

[Bridge]   D - D/C#
         D/B                          A                     G
And the church bells are ringing for those who are easy to please
        D/B                         A                         G    Asus
And the frost on the ground prob’ly envies the frost on the trees


[Chorus]

         D                      G                     D      G
And the songs she sang in the shower are stuck in my mind
                  D    Asus                     D
Like Yesterday’s Wine,       like Yesterday’s Wine
         D                    G                     D      G
And experience tells me that I’ll never hear them again
                  D    Asus                     D
Not thinking of then.         Not thinking of then.