A C#m A C#m
No one understands, the way you found your God,
A C#m Em A
there's a bullet in your hands,
A C#m A C#m
Give a dog a bone, feed him for the day,
A C#m Em A
and teach him how to kill and,
A C#m A C#m
I am the posted fence, I am the city wall,
A C#m Em A
stealing pounds and pence from you all,
A C#m A C#m
Still no one understands, the way you found your God,
A C#m Em A
there's a bullet in your hands.
A C#m Em B
Pour salt water on the wound,
A C#m Em B
pour salt water on the wound,
A C#m Em B
this home is more than Bricks and Mortar,
A C#m Em B
pour salt water on the wound.
A C#m A C#m
When the boys told you, you have the arms of a soldier,
A Em B
those arms will never hold her again.
A C#m A C#m
It's just like I told you, when the boys told you,
A Em B
he's gonna be a soldier for me!
A C#m Em B
Pour salt water on the wound,
A C#m Em B
pour salt water on the wound,
A C#m Em B
this home is more than Bricks and Mortar,
A C#m Em B
pour salt water on the wound.
A C#m (*4)
A C#m E B
I hope life is good for you.
A C#m E B
I hope life is good for you.
A C#m E B
Now I hope life is good for you,
A C#m E B
I hope life is good for you aaaaaaaaaaaah.
A C#m (*4)