Intro: [E] , [F#m] , [E] , [F#m]
[VERSE 1]
[E]Trouble doll, you look so pretty when you're sad
And the laughs that we had have turned [F#m]to madness
[E]Lovers come to call and you're voice gets soft
In the painted glass behind your[F#m] lashes
Though angels [A]pray for you
Only the blues could[F#m] save you
[VERSE 2]
If[E] only for a second in the shimmering light
When the night's collapsed, but it don't shatte[F#m]r or sting
It's a [E]porcelain song from marionette in a dangerous sway
As if under God'[F#m]s own strings
Salvation watches[A] over you
Redemption only[F#m] borrows you
([B])
A little at a time in this world
[CHORUS]
Real[F#m] gone, real [A]gone gir[E]l. [F#m]
[VERSE 3]
[E]Standin' high above on that bridge in St. Charles
Tell the truth, love, whose death did yo[F#m]u see'
All the[E] art on the wall and the quiet down the hall
Send a sinking feeling to a different[F#m] story
My lonesome[A] prays for you
In hours when there'[F#m]s only you
[VERSE 4]
Well th[E]e ghost of a drink on the counter by the sink
Is smeared, warm and full of empt[F#m]y promises
It's a[E] well-worn poem where the words stick together
But the meaning seems numb,
'Til the morning[F#m] washes
All down and [A]over you
Heartache sur[F#m]e owes you
([B])
All the happiness in this world
[CHORUS]
Real[F#m] gone, real [A]gone gir[E]l. [F#m] [E] [F#m]
[OUTRO]
[E] (Repeated with [F#m])
Sha la la a little light
[VERSE 1]
[E]Trouble doll, you look so pretty when you're sad
And the laughs that we had have turned [F#m]to madness
[E]Lovers come to call and you're voice gets soft
In the painted glass behind your[F#m] lashes
Though angels [A]pray for you
Only the blues could[F#m] save you
[VERSE 2]
If[E] only for a second in the shimmering light
When the night's collapsed, but it don't shatte[F#m]r or sting
It's a [E]porcelain song from marionette in a dangerous sway
As if under God'[F#m]s own strings
Salvation watches[A] over you
Redemption only[F#m] borrows you
([B])
A little at a time in this world
[CHORUS]
Real[F#m] gone, real [A]gone gir[E]l. [F#m]
[VERSE 3]
[E]Standin' high above on that bridge in St. Charles
Tell the truth, love, whose death did yo[F#m]u see'
All the[E] art on the wall and the quiet down the hall
Send a sinking feeling to a different[F#m] story
My lonesome[A] prays for you
In hours when there'[F#m]s only you
[VERSE 4]
Well th[E]e ghost of a drink on the counter by the sink
Is smeared, warm and full of empt[F#m]y promises
It's a[E] well-worn poem where the words stick together
But the meaning seems numb,
'Til the morning[F#m] washes
All down and [A]over you
Heartache sur[F#m]e owes you
([B])
All the happiness in this world
[CHORUS]
Real[F#m] gone, real [A]gone gir[E]l. [F#m] [E] [F#m]
[OUTRO]
[E] (Repeated with [F#m])
Sha la la a little light
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