The Archer

F 
The earth went ahead 
    G                           C                     Am 
And shook itself apart the very moment I laid eyes on you 
F                         G 
I…took…some pleasure at…the burning of the cross before 
    C                     C7 
And heaven couldn't be so true 


F 
You ate me right up 
    G 
You spit me back out 
           C                        C7 
You bit my head right off with your tiny little mouth 
F            G               C    C7 
I licked the blood from your lips 


F                               G 
Don't need to tell you but your arrow's made of stars 
        C                                Am 
And the shot that you've made punched it straight into my heart 
F                          G                       C                           
It's a little ignorant but everybody's saying that forever is the 
            Am 
Place where you and I were made 


F 
You ate me right up 
    G 
You spit me back out 
           C                        C7 
You bit my head right off with your tiny little mouth 
F            G               C    C7 
I licked the blood from your lips 



F 
You ate me right up 
    G 
You spit me back out 
           C                        C7 
You bit my head right off with your tiny little mouth 
F            G               C 
I licked the blood from your lips