Am Well I watched your black tied familyC Rise up from graves near cemeteriesG Am That I have not been to since your goodbye Am And I drink another simileC And compared your Jesus to a thiefG Am And he took my bones and he turned them into breadF C Cause I can feel your painAm G In my bones, in my bones Am I was scared to call your motherC For news that you weren’t getting betterG Am My God, just what the hell am I supposed to do? Am And I ran off, and ran on to somethingC G That I swore was everything but beautifulAm I only say that word for you F C Cause I can feel your painAm G In my bones, in my bonesF C And I can feel your painAm G Deep in my bones, deep in my bonesF C Am G And Hal-hallelujah to the one in our bonesF C Am G And Hal-hallelujah to the one who we love Outro -humming-: F C Am G F C Am G Am
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