Baby Teeth

G
Em
We’d wear our finest clothes and
G
pack tight in tiny rows and
C                                D
sing songs that someone wrote to guide us towards the truth
     Em
when those words caught inside my mouth
    G
I’d bite my tongue and spit them out
  C.                             D
believing tasted great but was impossible to choose

           G       Em            C         D
cause your God, he clangs on the latitude lines
       G            Em              C                 D
always at the worst times, when you finally shut your eyes
     G                      Em          C                   D
your God, he waits with the keys on his side and passes the time
       C                D                G
making up the strangest stories for your life

    D                 C               G
and I don't know what happens when we die
    D                     C             G
but that won't change the way I live my life

Em
Write down your fears and hopes and
G
stick those in envelopes and
C                               D
send it out with no address; it never will be read
Em
cause prayers good when needing therapy
G
focus, heal, and find priority
C                                   D
don't pretend they have effect when buried in your head

  G           Em        C       D
I lost each belief like baby teeth
G      Em           C           D
one by one I pulled them gradually
           G                Em                C          D
most would come out looking clean but all the rest would bleed
  G                   Em             C                 D           G
I could listen to the lessons but my head won’t let me hear it and believe

    D                 C               G
and I don't know what happens when we die
    D                     C             G
but that won't change the way I live my life
[Bridge 3[
  G           Em        C       D
I lost each belief like baby teeth
G      Em           C           D
one by one I pulled them gradually
           G                Em                C          D
most would come out looking clean but all the rest would bleed
  G                   Em             C                 D           G
I could listen to the lessons but my head won’t let me hear it and believe

    D                 C               G
and I don't know what happens when we die
    D                     C             G
but that won't change the way I live my life
    D            C               G
and all I want before my time is up
     D                C                 G
is a life that made a difference to someone

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