Key: F# minor•
Verse 1
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F#m
How
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E
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D
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A
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D
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I'm sixteen,
I'm full of life and hurt
Slashed her ribs, restored with life
Didn't succeed, they thanked the
Lord
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D
F#m
For small mercies
Bm
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Confined, fighting
back the tears
Another reason to begin
Sixteen candles burning in her mind
She takes the blame,
it's always the same
She goes down on her knees and prays,
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prays
D
Bm
D
I don't want to start any
A
Bm
But I think that
D
A
God's got a sick sense of humor
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D
And when I die, I expect to find him laughing
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E
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D
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D
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D
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E
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Bm
blasphemous rumors but I think that
D
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E
God's got a sick sense of humor and when I die I expect to
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E
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D
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find him laughing
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D
Bm
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D
Girl was 18, fell in love with everything,
Jesus
Christ
Hit by a car, ended up on a life support
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A
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machine
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E
Words were seen in the summer sky
Then came the rain, and once again,
a tear fell from her mother's eye
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I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors,
but I think that
God's got a sense as to humor
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C#m
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors,
E
D
And when I die, I expect to find him laughing
I don't want to start any
A
Bm
But I think that
E
D
And when I die, I expect to find him laughing
I don't want to start any
C#m
Bm
But I think that
E
And when I die, I expect to find them laughing
Outro 1
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TunerE A D G B E
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