Intro
Bm G D Bm D A x2
[Verse]
Bm D G Bm
Is there a place up in heaven where they store the world’s debris?
A D Bm
I swear I’m not a wicked person; is there a wasteland for me?
D G Bm
F#m I scared? I’m fucking terrified, these thoughts eat me alive
A D
(From the inside)
[Interlude]
Bm G D Bm D A x2
[Verse]
Bm D G Bm
Is there a church down in hell where the addicts go to meet?
A D Bm
Seeking shelter from their demons, trading shame for amnesty?
D G Bm
F#m I scared? I’m fucking terrified, these thoughts eat me alive
A D
From the inside
[Chorus]
Bm G
I am a liar, I am a sinner
D
I am the furthest from the grace that my parents made
A Bm
I’m reminded of it every single day
G
(I am the snake, I am the snare
D
Who’s beats of my own heart’s what kept me marching
A
With no legs to get me there.)
Bm G
We’re all liars, living sinners
D
Now the furthest from the grace that our parents made
A
It won’t define me in any way
[Outro]
Bm G D Bm D A (adds a finger to the high e string’s 1st fret in the last C)