Red

C
red is my 

G
favorite 

F
color red like your 

Am
mother’s eyes 

F
after a 

G
while

  
of 

C
cryin’ about 

G
how you don’t 

Am
love her

  
she said 

F
I know I don’t deserve 

C
supervised sight of her

  
but 

G
each day becomes a blur without my 

F
dau

G
ght

Am
er

G
 

C
fall is my 

G
favorite 

F
season like falling to 

Am
reasoning why

  
she 

F
crashed from on 

G
high she says 

C
why is my 

G
life so 

Am
uneven

F
and what have I done right 

C
but given you your life

  
if 

G
after I led you on into that 

F
ba

G
r r

Am
oom into that 

F
bar 

G
room

C
 

/
 

G
 

C
yes is my 

G
favorite 

F
answer I took a 

Am
dancer home she 

F
felt so a

G
lone

  
we 

C
stayed up all 

G
night in the 

F
kitchen doing her 

Am
dishes on and 

F
on till the 

G
dawn

  
she said 

C
I know it’s 

G
easy to 

Am
have me 

F
but I have seen some things 

G
that I cannot even

C
tell to my 

G
family 

Am
pictures

  
and I’m full of 

F
fictions and fucking ad

G
dictions and I miss my 

C
mo

/
th

C
er

/
 

C
 

/
 

  
she’ll never 

C
know I could 

G
never for

F
get her if I could write her a

Am
letter I’d try 

F
with every 

G
line to say 

C
she still re

G
members your 

Am
touch

  
and I 

Am
know that it’s not 

G
much I 

C
know that 

G
it’s not 

F
much

  
I 

Am
know that it’s not 

G
much but you still haven’t 

C
lost her

  
you still haven’t 

C
lo

G
st 

F
her you still haven’t 

C
lo

G
st 

F
her you still haven’t

C
los

G
t h

F
er 

C
 

/
 

C
 

G
 

F
 

C
 

/
 

C
 

G
 

F
 

C
 not 

G
yet