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ELord, I'm discouAraged BThe circles have sucked in her eyeAs ELord, I'm discouAraged BHer new friends have shadowed her life A ELord, I'm discouAraged BShe ain't come out dancing for some Atime
EAnd I'm trying to light candles A BBut they burn down to nothing AAnd she keeps coming up with EExcuses Dsus2and halfA-truths and fortified wine Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine EThere's a house on the soutDsus2h side Where she stays in forA days at a time
I know I'm no angel I ain't been bad that way Can't you hear her' She's that sweet missing songbird When the choir sings on Sundays And I'm almost busted But I bought back the jewellery she sold And I come to your altar And then there's just nothing And she keeps insisting The sutures and bruises are none of my business She says that she's sick But she won't get specific The sutures and bruises are none of my business This guy from the north side Comes down to visits His visits, they only take five or six minutes
F#mLord, I'm sorrAy to quesDsus2tion your wBisdom But my faith has been wavering Won't you show me a sign, And let me know that you're listening'
Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine Excuses and half-truths and fortified wine I know it's unlikely she'll ever be mine So I mostly just pray she don't die