Chords for Wine Red

Who shot that arrow [Ab] in your throat?
Who [G] missed the crimson [C] apple?
It hung heavy [Ab] on the tree [G] above your [Cm] head.
This [C] chaos, this [Ab] calamity, this [G] garden once was [Cm] perfect.
Give your immortality [Ab] to me, I'll [G] set you all against [D] the stars.
Oh yeah!
[Ab] We live!
[G] We can't [Cm] belong!
This is the time and this is the [Ab] place to be [G] alive. _
[Cm] Who shot that arrow [Ab] in your throat?
Who missed the crimson [Cm] apple?
And there's discord [Ab] in the garden _ tonight.
This [Eb] is why you rest, [Bb] this is the death of beauty.
_ _ [Ab] _
_ Who [Eb] does not die, the love [Bb] of _ _ _ life. _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Eb] I cut the arrow [E] from your neck, stretch [G] you beneath the [C] tree.
Among [G] the roots and [Ab] babies bred back [G] over us with silver leaves.
[D] Oh yeah!
[Ab] We live!
[G] We can't [Cm] belong!
This is the time and this is [Ab] the place to be [G] _ [Ab] alive.
This is [Eb] why you rest, this [Bb] is the death of beauty.
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] Who does not die, the love [Bb] of life. _ _
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_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Eb] _ _
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[Ab] _ _ [G] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] This is why you rest, this [Bb] is the death of beauty.
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] Who does not die, the love [Bb] of life. _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] This is why you rest, this [Bb] is the death of beauty.
This is [Ab] why you [Bb] rest, _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] this _ _ _ _ is [Cm] the death of beauty. _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _