John Moreland - Lies i chose to believe

^GWell I've gone and lost my faith in ^Bmphotographs ^DCursed those martyrs that^G mark my^D past ^GAnd I long for a day when we'll look ^Bmback and laugh About all ^Dthis ^{G G}But good luck finding your p^Bmeace of mind ^DBeing ^Aborn into ^Gthese brutal ^Dtimes ^GAnd these days I don't pray when I^Bm close my ^Deyes I just^A bite my tongue a bit ^Gharder

Cause you were a ^Dlie I ^Achose to ^Gbelieve ^DA lie I c^Ahose to^G believe ^D

^GLet's float these gutters up past ^Bmheaven's gate ^DGet me out of these d^Gamn desert s^Dtates ^GDid you hear the one about the h^Bmand of fate? Oh^A man, It'll make your heart ^Gstop ^GDo you ever wish you could just ^Bmback out? ^DTake your ^Anickels and ^Ggo cash ^Dout? ^GForget the faces you've been ^Bmcrying about ^DAnd see where forgiveness takes ^Gyou?

^Da lie I ^Achose to ^Gbelieve You were the lie I ^Dchose t^Ao belie^Gve ^D

^ASweet surrender like the break of dawn ^GWith the map laid out and the ^Darrows drawn ^ABut I think too much and wait too long ^GAnd I never tell but you k^Dnow ^DHow to lift me when I ^Bmsink too ^Alow

^GNow I've found me a reason to be a^Bm man ^DOut on the shoulder with an^G outstretched^D hand ^GJust a little solid ground t^Bmo stand ^DIs all I ^Aever needed ^{G G}So I'll shout it out from the heave^Bmns above ^DHell ain't nothin' but the ^Gdevil's ^Ddrug ^GWell love isn't the sickness, that I once^Bm thought it was ^DWhen I was too ^Asurrounded to ^Gsee

^Da lie I ^Achose to ^Gbelieve ^Da lie I ^Achose to ^Gbelieve you were the ^Dlie I ^Achose to^G believe