Haligh Haligh A Lie Haligh

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Chords and lyrics for Haligh Haligh A Lie Haligh by Bright Eyes

F#m 
The 
 
pho
D 
ne slips from
A 
 
lo
Bm 
ose 
 
grip
F#m 
Words were  
D 
missed, then som
A 
 
apo
Bm 
logy
F#m 
I didn’t want to
D 
tell you this
 
No, it’s j
A 
ust some guy she’s b
Bm 
een hanging out
F#m 
with
 
I don’t k
D 
now, the past couple of we
A 
eks, I g
Bm 
uess
 
F#m 
Thank you and han
D 
g up the phone
 
Let the  
A 
funeral start, hear the ca
Bm 
sket 
 
close
 
Let’s  
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pin split-black  
D 
ribbon to you
A 
 
over
Bm 
coat
F#m 
The laughter pours from
D 
under doors in this  
A 
house
 
I don’t underst
Bm 
and that sound no
F#m 
more
 
Seems artific
D 
ial, like a T
A 
.V. 
 
s
G 
et
 
Bm 
Haligh, Haligh, a lie, Haligh
 
This we
A 
ight, it must be satisfied
 
You of
G 
fer only one reply
 
You k
A 
now not what you do
 
As you t
Bm 
ear and tear your hair from roots
 
Of t
A 
hat same head you’ve twice removed
 
Now a l
G 
ock of hair you said would prove
 
Our l
A 
ove would never die
 
Well, ha ha ha
Bm 
 
F#m 
 
rememb
D 
er 
 
everything
 
The wo
A 
rds we spoke on fr
Bm 
eezing South  
F#m 
Street
 
All those mornings wat
D 
ching 
 
you
 
G
A 
et ready for sc
Bm 
hool
F#m 
You combed your hair  
D 
inside that mirror
 
The one you
A 
painted 
 
blue
 
And g
Bm 
lued with jewelry  
F#m 
tears
 
Something about those br
D 
ight 
 
colors
 
Would always m
A 
ake you feel b
Bm 
etter
 
F#m 
But now we speak with  
D 
ruined 
 
tongues
 
And the w
A 
ords we say aren’t m
Bm 
eant for an
F#m 
yone
 
It’s just a mumbled sen
D 
tence 
 
to
 
A pa
A 
ssing 
 
 
Bm 
acquaintance
 
F#m 
You said you hate my s
D 
uffering, and yo
A 
 
understood
 
And y
Bm 
ou’d take care of
F#m 
me
 
You’d always  
D 
be 
 
there
 
Well, wh
A 
ere are you now
G 
?
 
Bm 
Haligh, Haligh, a lie, Haligh
 
The p
A 
lans were never finalized
 
But l
G 
eft to hang like yarn and twine
 
Dan
A 
gling before my eyes
 
As you  
Bm 
tear and tear your hair from roots
 
From t
A 
hat same head that you have twice removed
 
Now, a l
G 
ock of hair you said would prove
 
Our l
A 
ove would never die
 
And I s
Bm 
ing and sing of awful things
 
The ple
A 
asure that my sadness brings
 
As my fi
G 
ngers press onto the strings
 
Yet an
A 
other clumsy chord
 
Bm 
Haligh, Haligh, an awful lie
 
This we
A 
ight would now be satisfied
 
I’m gonna g
G 
ive you only one reply
 
I k
A 
now not who I am
 
But I  
Bm 
talk in the m
G 
irror
 
To the str
A 
anger that ap
D 
pears
 
Our conversations are circles
G 
 
Always one si
G 
ded, nothing is cl
A 
ear
 
Except we k
Bm 
eep coming  
G 
back
 
To this me
A 
aning that I l
D 
ack
 
He says the choices were given
Bm 
 
And now, you must l
G 
ive 
 
them
 
Or just not li
A 
ve
 
But do you want t
Bm 
hat?

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