Manchester Orchestra - I can feel your pain

Well I wat^Amched your black tied family Rise u^Cp from graves near cemeteries That I^G have not been to since your goodbye ^Am

And I d^Amrink another simile And com^Cpared your Jesus to a thief And he t^Gook my bones and he turned them into bread ^Am Cause ^FI can feel your ^Cpain In my b^Amones, in my bon^Ges

^AmI was scared to call your mother For ^Cnews that you weren’t getting better My G^God, just what the hell am I supposed to ^Amdo?

And I ^Amran off, and ran on to something That I ^Cswore was everything but beaut^Giful I only say that word for ^Amyou

Cause ^FI can feel your ^Cpain In my bo^Amnes, in my bo^Gnes And ^FI can feel your p^Cain Deep in my b^Amones, deep in my b^Gones And ^FHal-hallelu^Cjah to the ^Amone in our b^Gones And ^FHal-hallelu^Cjah to the ^Amone who we l^Gove

^F(h^Cum^Ammin^Gg)^{F C Am G Am}