The Crime

Intro 

Bb  Dm/F  Gm  Dm/F 



Bb                         Dm/F 
I think about you when I’m trying to sleep, 
        Gm                     Dm/F 
Who did what to you to then do that to me? 
Bb                         Dm/F 
I find a glimpse of you on every street, 
         Gm                    Dm/F 
In every white sedan, in every man I see. 



Eb                         F 
I watch you floating in my free drink, 
                              Gm              Gm7 
You’re the loose thread of a “no strings” situation, 
  F 
A midnight altercation, 
Eb                    F 
I hear you echo in a “why not”, 
                         Gm 
In a frat house with the lights off, 
     Gm7 
In a basement, 
  Eb            F 
A game I wasn’t playing, 
    Eb           Fsus4 
But still lost. 



Bb                   Dm/F 
 The crime of being alive, 
                           Gm 
The crime of catching your eye, 
          Gm 
Not being meek and polite, 
            Gm 
And smiling back at you, 
Bb                     Dm/F 
 The crime of walking alone, 
                   Gm 
Half a block from home, 
   Gm 
My scarlet letter, your stones, 
    Gm 
The pointless blood they drew, 
Eb                 Fsus4 
 A split second of judgment, 
Gm                    Dm/F 
  And I’m still being punished, 
Eb                    Fsus4  F  Gm 
 The crime of being a woman. 



Bb                           Dm/F 
The color’s gone but I still have the bruise, 
              Gm                   Dm/F 
Still peeling parts of me from the sole of your shoe, 
Bb                        Dm/F 
I can’t make sense of it, were you born with wickedness, 
Gm                  Bb 
Or was it taught to you? 



Eb                           F 
My sin was that you couldn’t own me, 
        D/F#                Gm 
Threw a tantrum like you’re owed me, 
         Gm 
Like I’m worthless, 
         F 
Like I’m fashioned out of your rib, 
    Eb                   F 
Did I pay for evils of another? 
                            Gm 
For the harsh words of your mother? 
                        F 
In your verdict, what’d I do to deserve this? 
Eb           Gm F 
I’m still lost. 



Bb                   Dm/F 
 The crime of being alive, 
                           Gm 
The crime of catching your eye, 
          Gm 
Not being meek and polite, 
            Gm 
And smiling back at you, 
Bb                     Dm/F 
 The crime of walking alone, 
                   Gm 
Half a block from home, 
   Gm 
My scarlet letter, your stones, 
    Gm 
The pointless blood they drew, 
Eb                 Fsus4 
 A split second of judgment, 
Gm                    Dm/F 
  And I’m still being punished, 
Eb                    Fsus4  F  Gm 
 The crime of being a woman. 


Outro 

   Eb                     D/F# 
It sits like a rock in my stomach, 
Gm                       Fsus4 
The crime that’s never unpunished, 
Gm                   Fsus4  F  Gm 
The crime of being a woman.