Chordyes

Pre-raphaelite

Pre-raphaelite Lyrics by Paris Paloma

*= Single Strum Intro Ah, Ah, Ah-Ah, Ah Ah, Ah, Ah-Ah, Ah Verse 1 She Looked Like A Painting By A Pre-Raphaelite With Red Hair Cascadin', Past Her Slopin' Sad Eyes, If Rossetti Could've Seen Her, How He Would've Cried, And He Didn't Have Words Like Mine Auburn Hair Tucked Into The Neck Of Her Father's Blue Cable-Knit Fisherman Vest, So When I Tuck My Locks Into The Collar Of My Shirt From Time To Time, I Think Of Her Pre-Chorus And I'm Everything That She Isn't, And I Would Make Myself In Her Image If I Could If I Didn't Know Better, If I Didn't Know More She Sits On Velvet In Candlelight Collaterally Illuminating All My Inadequacies, I Spent My Life Building Pedestals Chorus And I Get The Feeling That When It's Dark, She Glows She Dances Naked, My Body, I Could Never Show She's In A Painting And I'm Out Of It And I Make Things, But She's Made Out Of It Post-Chorus She's Made Out Of It, Out Of It She's Made Out Of It, Out Of It She's Made Out Of It Verse 2 I Once Watched As We Sat By The Stream Her Pluck A Pink Magnolia Straight From The Tree Without A Care In The World, That Flower, She Did Eat So Nonchalant, Speaking To Me Pre-Chorus And There Was A Time I Was Certain, I Was Sure She Grew Straight From The Earth On Her Pedestal But Here In The Dirt, I Know Her Better, I Know Her More And I'd Be Subject To Her Laughter, If She Ever Did Know Those Things Shaped Me After Into My Skin Sewn Even She Is A Patchwork And How I Enjoyed The Fall Chorus And I Get The Feeling That When It's Dark, She Glows She Dances Naked, My Body, I Could Never Show She's In A Painting And I'm Out Of It And I Make Things, But She's Made Out Of It Post-Chorus She's Made Out Of It, Out Of It She's Made Out Of It, Out Of It She's Made Out Of It Bridge Red Hair Tucked Into A Blue Sweater Hand-Knit Pink Magnolia Petals And Men Swear Blood Oaths For Their Helen N.c. But She Needs No Such Defender Spider Writing On Her Letters I Know Her More, I Know Her Better I Know Her Flaws, And I've Known Heaven I Know Her More Chorus C/G* N.c. And I Get The Feeling That When It's Dark, She Glows She Dances Naked, My Body, I Could Never Show She's In A Painting And I'm Out Of It And I Make Things, But She's Made Out Of It Post-Chorus She's Made Out Of It, Out Of It She's Made Out Of It, Out Of It She's Made Out Of It