The Artist

   What is wrong with her eyes?
Dm                                F
A glossy stare that won't leave me be starts my blood running cold
Bb
A gaze that could make hell freeze over
          Dm               A
I have to understand she's gone
           Dm
But she's not!
                                F
Don't you tell me that she is dead!
                           Bb
Watch her lips softly move because she's still whispering to me!
               Dm                 F     A      Bb
And something here is not quite right

Dm      F                          Bb                      C
Skin so cold beneath my touch as I brush back her hair and close

her eyes
    Dm        F
But I cannot stand to turn away
       Bb
When I do, she'll be gone
     C
It's frightening

Bb                Bb                   A
Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door
        A
They'll be here soon
  Dm            E       F          G
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding
  Dm        E        F       G
I wish I'd stop looking behind me
Bb                Bb            A
Running now will only make it worse
        A
They'll be here soon
  Dm             E         F     G
I wish I could shake the awful feeling
  F        G           A/E
I wish my mind would stop

Bb                      C
Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me
Dm
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
Bb
Paint abandons canvas
       C                                          Dm
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch
                                                                     Bb
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?
I won't

Dm           F
Shaking as I rest her body down
       Bb
No one knows, only me
      C
It's frightening

Bb                Bb                   A
Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door
        A
They'll be here soon
  Dm            E       F          G
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding
  Dm        E        F       G
I wish I'd stop looking behind me
Bb                Bb            A
Running now will only make it worse
        A
They'll be here soon
  Dm             E         F     G
I wish I could shake the awful feeling
  F        G           A/E
I wish my mind would stop

Bb                      C
Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me
Dm
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
Bb
Paint abandons canvas
       C                                          Dm
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch
                                                                     Bb
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?

Dm     E     F     G      Dm     E     F     G
There's a madman glaring straight at me!
Dm     E     F     G      Dm     E     F     G
Oh I know I've seen his face before

( Dm E F G )
( Dm E F G )

Dm     E     F     G      F    G    A/E
I am sure I've seen his face before

Bb                      C
Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me
Dm
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
Bb
Paint abandons canvas
       C                                          Dm
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch
                                                                     Bb
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?
I won't