Carve My Name

Em
Love is a graveyard
Am                  Em
For nostalgia and trouble
Am              Em
Wickedness and trouble
             B
Forgive me, love

And I’ve carved my name
On the livers of my lovers
The hearts of all my brothers
Forgive me, love

Am                D
So take away the poets pen
G                   Em
I’ll never speak of love again
Am                    D
Break the hands that made a pair
G                         Em         
And never will I need to care, anyway

And i’ve cast my stones
Of all the guilty others
A rubble to above us
Of my design

And I’ve marked my kills
With scratches on the bed post
The bloody sheets and dirty clothes
And English flowers across the floor

So take away the poets pen
I’ll never speak of love again
Break the hands that made a pair
And never will I need to care, anyway

And I’ve carved my name
On the livers of my lovers
The wives of all my brothers
Forgive me, love

So take away the poets pen
I’ll never speak of love again
Break the hands that made a pair
And never will I need to care, anyway