Capo: 3rd fret

[Intro]
G Em C
G   Em
G Em C
G   Em
 
[Verse 1]
    G         Am         C
My mom turned 18 in the 1960's
     Em         D         C
And she doesn’t remember Stonewall
G          Am                 C
 And to be fair she can’t have known I’d be her kid
          Em                D
That the bricks launched at police
        C
Would compel me to exist
        G          Am
And I think about that now
          C
down the ballot
 
 
Em              D
 For the ones I love and
        C
I don’t know yet
Em     D
I voted for
C
You
 
C
 
[Chorus]
          G        Am       C
Oh what a terrible honor it is
                 G        Am         C
To watch the sky fall as a character witness
                G           Am             C
And I spent the rest of the night freaking out
             G            Am         C
I had to get high just to put myself down
 
C
 
 
    Em     D
But I woke up for
C
You
 
C
 
[Verse 2]
Em              G
   And I cut my hair
Am           C
  'Cause I’m worth it
          Em                G                  Am
And these days I believe in big foot more than God
                C
Cause who’s he hurting?
 
 
Em           G
 I grew up a preacher's kid
         Am           C
Cleaning up after communions
   Em                   G            Am
I know that a church is not a way to live
                C
It's a weekly reunion
 
C
 
[Bridge]
   G           Am          C
My best friend found God so we lost touch
          G               D                      C
I guess a Savior beats a friend who thinks you’re good enough
G            Am             C
  I hope she finds love and peace
G           Am             C
  And if her kid comes out I hope that she calls me
 
 
[Chorus]
           G       Am         C
Oh what a terrible honor it's been
                 G             Am              C
To learn that my blessings are things you call sins
               G          Am           C
I’ll spend the rest of my life tearing down
               G         Am        C
The Jesus from Texas you put in a crown
 
C
 
    Em      D
But I won’t give up
C
On you
              my mom turned 18 in the 1960’s
and she doesn’t remember stonewall
to be fair she can’t have known i’d be her kid
that the bricks launched at police would compel me to exist
and i think about that now down the ballot
of the ones i love and i don’t know yet
i voted for you

oh what a terrible honour it is
to watch the sky fall as a character witness
i spent the rest of the night freaking out
i had to get high just to put myself down
but i woke up for you
 
and i cut my hair because i’m worth it
and these days i bеlieve in bigfoot more than god
causе who’s he hurting?
i grew up a preacher’s kid cleaning up after communion
so i know that a church is not a way to live
it’s a weekly reunion
 
my best friend found god so we lost touch
i guess a saviour beats a friend who thinks you’re good enough
i hope she finds love and peace
and if her kid comes out i hope that she calls me
oh what a terrible honour it’s been
to learn that my blessings are things you called sins
i’ll spend the rest of my life tearing down
the jesus from texas you put in a crown
but i won’t give up on you              
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