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Tuning: G C E A
AmWell I watched your black tied family Rise uCp from graves near cemeteries That IG have not been to since your goodbye Am
And I dAmrink another simile And comCpared your Jesus to a thief And he tGook my bones and he turned them into bread Am Cause FI can feel your Cpain In my bAmones in my boneGs
AmI was scared to call your mother For Cnews that you weren’t getting better My GGod just what the hell am I supposed to dAmo
And I Amran off and ran on to something That I Cswore was everything but beautGiful I only say that word for Amyou
Cause FI can feel your Cpain In my boAmnes in my bonGes And FI can feel your pCain Deep in my bAmones deep in my boGnes And FHal-halleluCjah to the Amone in our bGones And FHal-halleluCjah to the Amone who we lGove
[Outro] F C Am G F C Am G Am