Edith

Am, G (capo 5)

she meant well
that last time
i saw her
waving bye

i was hers
she was mine
in my head
when i went blind

the tunnel lights
shine too bright
they don't fit
the dark of the night

i met pain
on a winter day
she carried
a very strange name

with lots of
Xs and Ys
she had two lips
and a thousand eyes

she meant well
that last time
and kissed me
goodnight