Letter To God (1983)

G  Em  C

       G
I left home and moved to Brooklyn
Where my boyfriend had a place
           Em
And he had track marks on his arms
          C
But had the most angelic face
             G
I watched my friends die before twenty-one
And now I'm twenty-eight
            Em
And met the doctors every day
         C
Because I can't stop losing weight
        G
And now I'm the one with the needles
 In my arms and in my legs
           Em
And making jokes about the blood tests
        C
And I'm plannin' my estate
            G
And I don't wanna blame the child
But I have to speculate
              Em
If this could all just bе an answer
        C
To those quests that camе delayed
            G
Because I'd never would have said it
If I knew I'd have to wait
          Em
Until the moment I was happy
       C
Then it all disintegrates and I'm singin'

G
 Please, God, I don't wanna be sick
No, I don't wanna hurt, so get it over with quick
C
 Please, God, I wanna be loved
      Em                            D
Don't wanna be somebody that you're tryna get rid of
G
 Please, God, I don't wanna be sick
No, I don't wanna hurt, so get it over with quick
C
 Please, God, I wanna be loved
        Em                            D
I don't wanna be somebody that you're tryna get rid of

G
 Thank you

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