Pretty Things.
Gretchen Peters.
Album: Blackbirds.
Intro: G A7 C6 G A7 C G
G
I knew a girl who said that beauty kills,
A7
Dulled the pain with wine and pills,
C/G G
Took that slow ride down the hill to nowhere,
G
She said Pompeii crumbled and Athens fell,
A7
Heathens stormed the citadel,
C/G G
A girl like me ain’t got a chance in hell against ‘em.
(Chorus)
Dm C G
Ooh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin,
Dm C G
Ooh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin.
G
Rained three days, when we awoke,
A7
Sun came out and the levee broke,
C/G G
Like some cruel and cosmic joke God’s playing,
G
Now I don’t pretend that I believe,
A7
I know there ain’t no guarantees,
C/G G
Still morning finds me on my knees and praying.
((Chorus)
Dm C G
Ooh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin,
Dm C G
Ooh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin.
Break: G Dm C G Dm C G
G
Come the flood you build an ark,
A7 G
Come the night you curse the dark,
C/G G
Inside your broken heart you bear the crosses,
G
Some of us have got it made,
A7
Some of us have more than paid,
C G
We’re all marching in this slow parade of losses.
(Chorus)
Dm C G
Ooh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin,
Dm C G
Ooh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin.
Dm C G
Ooh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin,
Dm C G
Ooh pretty things, pretty things gone to ruin.
Dm C Em7 G Dm C G
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