Marcos Yaroide - St joe keeps us safe

^GI got sick of the silence, I got ^Bmtired of the dark, I was s^Cleeping in late, I was wa^Dsting away, I was d^Emying in small parts. So I ^Glit up a smoke and, Took a ^Bmwalk through the park. The ^Cdead leaves scrape concrete ^Dmaking it sound like you're ^Emnext to me, arm in arm. I was ^Dputting holes in the drywall. I was h^Emoping you'^Dd save me from ^Cme. I'm gonna ^Ggo see my mother. Take the ^BmLIRR. Walk the ^Ccold Brooklyn streets towards ^DAstoria, Queens out to ^EmWest Babylon. I ^Gwalked up the driveway. Saw my ^BmDaddy's old car. He's ^Cbeen gone for months but we ^Dcovered it up and it ^Emsits in the yard. Well ^DI spent ^Bmmy whole l^Cife saying I'd never need no one but ^GI think ^FI might ^Emneed you. I think I might ^Aneed you. I think I might ^Cneed you. ^Cm We ^Gsat in the kitchen. My mother's a ^Bmsoldier of god, and so ^Cpaintings of Jesus, and ^Dstatues of saints still ^Emadorn all the halls, But we'll ^Gnever go hungry, thanks to the ^Bminfant of Prague, and St. ^CJoe keeps us safe cause we ^Dburied him deep in a ^Emhole in the backyard. I ^Dknow things ain't been good since dad died. I ^Emknow you don't ^Dneed this from^C me. But ^Gmama, I'm breaking. There's no l^Bmight in the dark. ^CDianne left this week. She said, &^Dquot;Son, look at me. I ^Emknow we ain't been this low before and ^GI'm sorry Aaron. I know this ^Bmyear has been hard. If you're ^Churt then I'm hurt. I ^Dwon't make it worse. I'm al^Emways in your corner." Well ^DI spent ^Bmmy whole l^Cife saying I'd never need no one but ^GI think ^FI might ^Emneed you. I think I might ^Aneed you. I think I might ^Cneed you. ^{Cm Am}Something's ^Cmwrong. I been ^Gwaiting h^Fere too ^Emlong. She s^Amaid, "I knew something^Cm was wrong. You a^Gin't called he^Fre in too l^Emong. Take the car and ^Amrun. Take the car and ^Cmrun. Take the car and ^Grun."