Artist Placholder

Madonna

Capo None

Am x02210
E7 020100
C x32010
F 133211
G 320033
G/B x20003
Dm xx0231
Em 022000

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[Verse 1]
Am              E7           C         F 
..You've got a way to you, original Madonna
Am                G            C    
..Won't make the rest just go away
F                Em              G           C     G/B
..You spent the money, throwing 1's at supermodels.....
 Dm        Am       C        Dm  
Everybody wants to taste the wine
 Dm              Am        C       Dm  
Line around the block at judgment time

And how could you deny them that?

[Chorus]
 Am              C        F  
Body and blood, lover's curse
 Am                      C        F   
Divine intervention was too much work
         Am              C         F  
I don't need absolution, it just hurts
 Am               G       Dm 
We're not really talking now
 Am               G      Dm  
We're not really talking now

[Interlude]
Am   C   F   
...........

[Verse 2]
Am        E7                C               F  
..I consecrate my life to kneeling at your altar
Am           E7           C                
..My second sin of seven being wanting more
Dm                 Am                C               Dm     
..Could that have been the smell of roses, backseat lover?
 Dm                   Am
Praying you'd fill my empty cup
    C                       Dm
Or cursing myself for even getting dressed up

[Chorus]
 Am              C        F  
Body and blood, lover's curse
 Am                      C        F   
Divine intervention was too much work
         Am              C         F  
I don't need absolution, it just hurts
 Am               G       Dm 
We're not really talking now
 Am               C    F 
Body and blood, I'll atone
Am                       C              F 
Get to it now, or we can fight on the phone
   Am                       C             F    
I used to wanna get even, I'll just get stoned
Am           G   Dm 
Bow to your divinity
 Am             G       Dm 
Gonna wipe the dirt off me

[Outro]
G/B              Am  
...Our love's a sickness, baby
     Dm  
I'm holding on tight, I don't know why
G/B              Am
...I've come to hate my body
       Dm
'Cause now it's not yours, now it's not mine
G/B                  C     
I don't know why, oh I don't know why but
 Dm                   
We're not really talking now
 F                Em     Dm  
We're not really talking now
 F                Em     Dm  
We're not really talking now

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