Lori McKenna - The lot behind st marys

^GWe wanted to kn^Dow when we'd be fr^Cee What l^Gife looked like on the ^Dother side of that s^Canctuary ^GBelievin' someh^Dow we'd make them pr^Coud Knowin' the s^Gins they made and f^Diguring we could st^Cay on common groun^Gd ^{D C}

^GCigarette sm^Doke in an August sk^Cy Drinkin' the be^Gers you convi^Dnced your older br^Cother to buy ^GWe hadn't make ^Dany of our mist^Cakes Our w^Gorld was in the cradl^De but innocence w^Casn't in the grave

^EmAnd I kn^Dow we can't go b^Cack in t^Gime But every n^Emow and then you l^Dook at me and I kn^Cow you wonder why We can't get b^Gack to when Sept^Dember was our ^Conly adversary In the lot behind^D St. M^Gary^D's^{C G D C}

^GWell I thought I^D'd be all you'd ne^Ced But your he^Gart was in the d^Dark and mine was ^Cin the weeds I'm s^Gure the dreamer who bu^Dilt the first trap^Ceze Fell in l^Gove with someone who gr^Dew to res^Cent the goddamn thing

^EmAnd I kn^Dow we can't go b^Cack in t^Gime But every n^Emow and then you l^Dook at me as ^Cif to wonder why We can't get b^Gack to the love we m^Dade before our t^Ceenage dreams were buried In the lot behind^D St. M^Gary^D's^C St. M^Gary^D's^C

^GA nightlight gl^Dowed in the rector^Cy We t^Gold ourselves the p^Dastor must be so^Cund asleep But now we're ^Gold enough to kn^Dow he never sl^Cept And that G^God's love is alm^Dighty, but our l^Cove is just bones and flesh

^EmAnd I kn^Dow we can't go b^Cack in t^Gime But every n^Emow and then you r^Deach for me and I cl^Cose my eyes and try To get b^Gack to that s^Dummer and the bl^Cue jeans we were wearin' In the lot behind^D St. M^Gary^D's^C St. M^Gary^D's ^C