Verse
F#
My heart's in the ice house, come hill or come valley
B
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
F# C#
On a cold winter's morning to a church house
F#
Just to shovel some snow
F#
I heard sirens on the train track howl naked gettin' under
B
An altar boy's been hit by a local commuter
F# C#
Just from walking with his back turned to the train
F#
That was coming so slow
[Chorus]
B
You can gaze out the window, get mad and get madder
F#
Throw you hands in the air, say "What does it matter?"
C#
But it don't do no good to get angry
F#
So help me I know
B
For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
F#
You become your own prisoner
C#
As you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a trap
F#
Of your very own chain of sorrow
[Verse 2]
F#
I been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there
B
I sat on the park bench, kissed the girl with the black hair
F# C#
And my head shouted down to my heart:
F#
"You better look out below"
F#
Hey, it ain't such a long drop, don't stammer, don't stutter
B
From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter
F# C#
And you carry those bruises to remind you
F#
Wherever you go
[Chorus]
B
You can gaze out the window, get mad and get madder
F#
Throw your hands in the air, say "What does it matter?"
C#
But it don't do no good to get angry
F#
So help me I know
B
For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
F#
You become your own prisoner
C#
As you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a trap
F#
Of your very own chain of sorrow
[Instrumental]
F# B F# C# x4
[Ending]
F#
My heart's in the ice house, come hill or come valley
B
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
F# C#
On a cold winter's morning to a church house
F#
Just to shovel some snow