The Feminine Urge

[Verse 1]
Bm
  A room at dusk
              A
Mastering the art of lying still
        Em
Breathe like a girl
     G
'Til my lungs fill
Bm
  Oh, pull your boots up, boys
    Am
And push me down
             Em
I'm only here
                  G
For your entertainment

[Chorus]
       Gm
I am a dark red liver stretched out on the rocks
           D7
All the poison,
I convert it and I turn it to love
               Em
Here comes the feminine urge,
I know it so well
   G                                A7/G
To nurture the wounds my mother held

[Post-Chorus]
   D
Oh ballerina,
bend under the weight of it all
            Am
Ain't it fun  to hold the world in your hands?
           G
Do you feel like a man when I can't talk back?
       Gm
Do you want me, or do you want control?
D
Failure to commit to the role, I admit
         Am
Was a failure you achieved on your own
           G
Do you want me to care when you just disappear?
Gm
I can't win them all

[Verse 2]
Bm
  Run 'til I fall
               A
How I wish the trees would swallow me
     Em
Make me a forest
      G
Take away my soul
Bm
  I could never give the curse to her
I,
 Am                                     Em
I  could never live with the guilt of lying
               G
That people are kind

[Chorus]
       Gm
I am a dark red liver stretched out on the rocks
           D7
All the poison,
I convert it and I turn it to love
               Em
Here comes the feminine urge,
I know it so well
   G                                A7/G
To nurture the wounds my mother held

[Post-Chorus]
   D
Oh ballerina,
bend under the weight of it all
            Am
Ain't it fun  to hold the world in your hands?
           G
Do you feel like a man when I can't talk back?
       Gm
Do you want me, or do you want control?
D
Failure to commit to the role, I admit
         Am
Was a failure you achieved on your own
           G
Do you want me to care when you just disappear?
Gm
I can't win them all

[Chorus]
       Gm
I am a dark red liver stretched out on the rocks
           D7
All the poison,
I convert it and I turn it to love
               Em
Here comes the feminine urge,
I know it so well
   G
To nurture the wounds my mother held

[Outro]
             Gm
Give me that dark red liquor stretched out on the rocks
           D7
All the poison,
I convert it and I turn it to love
               Em
Here comes the feminine urge,
I know it so well
   G                                A7/G
To nurture the wounds my mother held