C#m Asus4 A9
Well this is forced and I am drowning now
Asus4
I'm buried underneath the ground
C#m Asus4 A9 Asus4
And I've learned that my face molds into my hands
C#m Asus4 A9
Well everyone here looks too good for me
Asus4
And if God has no sympathy he'd say
C#m Asus4 A9 Asus4
Son, you're the one thing in this world that I didn't spend time on.
B A
So am I slowly losing my mind?
E
I'm on my knees
A
I'm begging please
C#m B A
But Mary says don't be a fool
E A
And the hysteria that's inside of me
C#m B A
Is turning me into a fool
Break: C#m A B B
E A E B A
Don't cry young boy, cause mama's coming home
(Same chords as first verse)
As a boy he'd rub his wrists on fences
And realize that he lost his sense
He goes home, screaming in pain as his mother cleaned his cuts
But it's 10 years later and he's had enough
He's on a building looking to jump
He says if Jesus walks on water, than I could walk on air
But as he falls he hears his mother cry,
He looks at her and then he dies
(Same chours chord prog)
Well I'm on my knees
I'm begging please
But Mary says don't be a fool
And the hysteria that's inside of me
Is turning me into a fool
(Break)
E B A
So cry young boy, cause mama's not coming home