Buenas Noches from a Lonely Room

She wore red (A)dresses, with her black shining (E)hair
She had my (B)baby and caused me to (E)care
Then coldly she (A)left me, to suffer and (E)cry
She wore red (B)dresses and told such sweet (E)lies

(E)(A)(E)(B)(E)

I never (A)knew him but he took her a(E)way
And on my knees like a (B)madman, for vengeance I (E)prayed
While the pain and the (A)anger, destroyed my weak (E)mind
She wore red (B)dresses, and left the wounded be(E)hind

(E)(A)(E)(B)(E)

I searched till I (A)found them, then I cursed at the (E)sight
Of their sleeping (B)shadows, in the cold neon (E)light
In the dark morning (A)silence, I placed the gun to her (E)head
She wore red (B)dresses, but now she lay (E)dead

(E)(A)(E)(B)(E)) 2X

She wore red (B)dresses