Frances Stewart

Intro:
Dm Am Bb F Bb G A    Dm Am Bb F Bb C F

   Dm              Am             Bb          F
He walks down the street with his head by his feet
  Bb         G           A
A shell of a guy we once knew
    Dm        Am           Bb             F
She took over his life and ripped out his spine
   Bb            G           A
He thinks and he acts ninety-two
       Bb   C     F           Bb
But creatively he never moved me
                  Dm          C
He sucked out the life from a room
       Bb     C      F        Bb
Now as we get old he won’t be alone
              C          F
Surrounded by all of his fools

Dm Am Bb F Bb G A

Dm            Am           Bb         F
Not known for conflict but constantly fights
    Bb          G                A
And lets others know through the mill
      Dm        Am
She’s certified crazy
     Bb        F          Bb         G          A
He’s taught to ignore the twenty-odd bottles of pills
        Bb       C
So when he wakes up
F              Bb             Dm          C
I hope that he will appreciate everything real
       Bb    C       F           Bb
I have given him but chances are slim
                C                 Dm
When up against hearts that don’t feel
    Bb         C                 F
I’m up against hearts that don’t feel