9/21/09 - another complex motherfucker to write.  grr.
8/5/10 - rediscovered and completed (for some value of 'completed')
To the reader:  Tell me at what line, if any, you start to feel creepy...  :)

bass: F#-G-G#-A...

gtr:

16b  -  C 6 (x02010) 
 3b  -  unk (x05040)
 5b  -  Em 11 (no 5th) (x05040)
 3b  -  unk (x05040)
 5b  -  Em 11 (no 5th) (x05040)
 
repeat above


The ghost that vexes my head
Plays tricks on me
(She's) Close, next to me in bed
Transfixing me

        F
  As I try
          G
  To slip by
      C6
  Her stare

                F
  But she won't let
        G
  Me forget
         C
  She's there

            D
    Softly haunting
            F
    Fingers wanting
      So much
          G
      To touch 
                   C
        My skin so bare

              D
    Her cold fire 
              F
    Death's desire
      So tense
             G
      And I sense
               D (stop)      C 6-back to beginning, but heavier
         Even death - isn't fair

She misses taking off her clothes
And her favorite meal
She whispers to me that she knows
Everything I feel

  And I hear
  Every fear 
  In her head

  Though it's fateful
  I am grateful
  She's in my bed

    This lament has
    A soft scent as 
      I caress 
      The dress
        She used to wear

    She's eternal
    Infernally
      Flirting
      Asserting
        Even death - isn't fair

BRIDGE:
            F                     C   G 
  (And) She tells me it's time to say goodbye
    F             E (7th fret)       A        
  I answer with a question, (simply) "Why?"
           F (8th fret)     G (10th fret)
    I'm so happy when she's near
             F (8th fret)     G (10th fret)
    When she smiles, it's all clear
           F   F  E  E   C  C D  D  Am 
    I'd be lonely if she ever disappeared

The wind smells like burning leaves
  (or "Christian bells soothe those who grieve")
And time starts to heal
I ask her, 'Should I feel bereaved, 
and do the Departed feel?'

  She responds
  And her blonde
  Hair falls down

  I'm dismayed
  That I made
  Her frown (or "I betrayed her / When I made__ / (her) Frown")

    But she's teasing
    Laughter pleasing-
      ly
      Gleefully
        Fills the air

    And I'm wishing
    My apparition
      Could fool
      The rule that
        Even death isn't fair

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*The song ends here, but below are some old ideas that didn't make the cut.
Keeping them in case I need to recycle.*

    I love dating
    The apparating


Original last part...
    (okay, this last part sucks, and I want to turn it around so she's beaten 
    me to the punchline, suddenly laughing at me for thinking that I'd
    hurt her feelings, etc.  for now, we'll leave the part below...)

    So much sadness
    But this is madness
      Confused,
      Both bruised 
        With despair (or "She's entombed, and I'm consumed with despair")

    Her emotion
    Is an ocean
      Treading
      Dread (that) (or "She/We tread / the dread")
        Even death - isn't fair



For D.