C                 Em
And she sits there by the wall
         C                 Em
Making holes where I just stood
         C                  Em
And her hands, they touch her face
         C                Em
Like her face is made of wood

         C          Em
And she holds onto a memory
      C               Em
Of something I never said
         C                 Em
But she still can't quite remember
       C                Em
If my eyes are blue or dead

            G          Em
She's the mother of us all
           G            Em
She's the victim of my sadness
         G                Em
And the more she tries to know it
      G                Em
The more she'll never fill it

          G         Em
She's a universal emptiness
    G        Em
A universal emptiness
    G         Em
's a universal emptiness
       G             Em
And a total lack of faith

C  Em x4

       C            Em
And I saw her once before
      C             Em
Down on her bended knees
            C            Em
Through a window of the church at night
   C                Em
Confessing to the broken priest

         C         Em
She is holy, as all women are
          C              Em
And she suffers like a saint
           C                     Em
Yeah, she touched my hand with cruelty
            C               Em
But I was punished far too late

           G            Em
She's the mother of us all
           G          Em
She's the guardian our sins
         G                 Em
And the more she tries to save us
     G                Em
The more she pulls us in

          G         Em
She's a universal emptiness
    G        Em
A universal emptiness
    G         Em
's a universal emptiness
    G         Em
's a universal emptiness
    G         Em
's a universal emptiness
    G         Em
's a universal emptiness
    G         Em
's a universal emptiness
    G         Em
's a universe..ahah
            
                       Em
She's the last mistake we make...