Intro
D#
[Chorus]
G# Cm D# G#
They say there’s good grief But how can you tell it from the bad?
G# Cm D# Gm G#
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in your past
[Verse 1]
G# Cm
I got snow in my pockets Went down again head first
D# G#
Laced drill bits to my pointe shoes Pirouette through the hardwood to pay-dirt
G# Cm D#
Night falls, day breaks; time Has a funny kind of violence and I’m
Gm G#
Tryna keep in mind It can’t leave you the way it finds you
G# Cm D#
Good grief: I’ve heard people say it What a phrase, what a state to be in
G G#
But I don’t know where they go to get get that feeling Good grief
G# Cm D# Gm G#
And my knees stay clean, not much for praying I do my own stunts and my own saving
G#
But there’s something amiss something I been missing maybe, maybe
[Chorus]
G# Cm D# G#
They say there’s good grief But how can you tell it from the bad?
G# Cm D# Gm G#
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in your past
G# Cm D# G#
They say there’s good grief But how can you tell it from the bad?
G# Cm D# Gm G#
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in your past
[Verse 2]
G# Cm
This time my best wasn’t good enough, well, fuck, usually it is
D# G#
And the air got a little rough, took out the fuselage, the engine, and both wings
G# Cm D#
But I’m willing to work for this, just show me where to dig
Gm G#
And I’m ready to hurt for this, I know exactly what this is—Good grief
[Bridge]
Cm A#sus G#5
I want that good grief, the one that heals me, that leaves me clarified by fire when I’m burned clean
Cm A#sus G#5
Tempered by light and heat, ah, by the dead of morning I’ll be better for it and then fortified I’ll rise
Cm A#sus
Bust the hydrant, let it spray champagne, wings are broken but I feel no pain
G#5
It’s real today, I know this feeling, let it rain
[Chorus]
G# Cm D# G#
They say there’s good grief But how can you tell it from the bad?
G# Cm D# Gm G#
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in your past
G# Cm D# G#
They say there’s good grief But how can you tell it from the bad?
G# Cm D# Gm G#
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in your past
[Bridge 2]
G#5 A#sus
And secrets don’t like to be kept, all mine jumped over the fence
Cm Gm/C Gm/C Fm Cm
I guess I should be upset, but I’m in my nightgown on the lawn, thinking, better that they’re gone
Cm A#sus Gm G#
I’ve been afraid of this so long, it’s a relief when it goes wrong
[Instrumental]
G#
G# D# Cm Gm G#
'Cause I’m here now, and asking - melt me down, recast me burn me clean
D# Cm
Like glass from sandy ground
G# D# Cm Gm G#
'Cause I’m here now, and asking - melt me down, recast me burn me clean
D# Cm
Like glass from sandy ground
[Chorus]
G# Cm D# G#
They say there’s good grief - But how can you tell it from the bad?
G# Cm D# Cm D# Gm G#
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in, the one that’s in your past
G# Cm D# G#
They say there’s good grief - But how can you tell it from the bad?
G# Cm D# Cm D# Gm G#
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in, the one that’s in your past
G# Cm D# G#
They say there’s good grief - But how can you tell it from the bad?
G# Cm D# Cm D# Gm G#
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in, the one that’s in your past