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Make War chords by Bright Eyes

  • D

  • A

  • G

  • Bm

    2
  • Em

  • Am

Verse 1
D
A
D
Our love is dead but without limit
G
Like the surface of the moon
D
Or the land between
A
here and the mountains
D
It is not these hiding places
G
that have kept us innocent
D
But the way you taught me
A
to just let it all go back
D
Verse 2
So we learn to be as faithless
G
Stand behind bulletproof glass
D
A
Exchanging our affections through a drawer
D
It was always horribly convenient
G
and happening too fast
D
You should count your change before
A
D
you're even out the door

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Verse 3
D
Well, yes you should,
G
but please return, return
D
To the person that you were,
Bm
A
and I will do the same
G
Because it's too hard to belong
D
to someone who is gone
A
My compass spins,
D
but wilderness remains
Verse 4
D
Once too often I've retreated
G
into the depths of my despair
D
A
I built a barricade to block you on the road
D
But standing there with all of my
G
possessions piled higher than a house
D
I felt closer to you than you
A
ever would have known
D
Verse 5
So let's let all these tiny acts of charity
G
become ground on which to build
D
A
A monument to commemorate our time
D
And though you say you've found another
G
who will surely speed you on your way
D
Don't let the forest grow over that
A
D
path you came there by
Verse 6
D
G
But you will, so, so hurry up and
D
run to the one that you love
Bm
A
And blind him with your kindness
G
And he'll make war, oh, war,
D
on who you were before
Em
And claim all that has
G
spoiled in your heart
D
Verse 7
G
D
G
D
But
G
D
Am
A
D
now I tell myself I've
G
mended under these patches of blue sky
D
There's still a few holes that
A
let in a little rain
D
And so it's crying on my shingles,
G
my floorboards moan under my feet
D
The refrigerator's whining so
A
I've got reason to complain
D
Verse 8
But I'm not gonna bless you with such compliments,
G
some degrading song of praise
D
Like the kind that converted you
A
to me so long ago
D
Because the truth is that gossip's
G
as good as gospel in this town
D
You can save face but you
A
D
won't ever save your soul
Verse 9
D
And that's a fact so,
G
D
so hurry up and run to the one that you love
Bm
A
And tie him up in your likeness
G
And he'll become, become,
D
oh, the prisoner I was
Em
G
And know all that has spoiled
D
in your heart
Yeah, he'll know it all
Em
He'll know all that has
G
D
spoiled in your heart
Verse 10
G
So hurry up and run to
D
the one that you love
Bm
A
And blind him with your kindness
G
And he'll make war, oh, war,
D
on who you were before
Em
G
And claim all that has spoiled
D
in your heart
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