My lover's got humor
B A G A A -E
She's the giggle at a funeral
D D E G E G A G
Knows everybody's disapproval
G A B D B A G A G
I should've worshipped her sooner
D +G G G D E G A G
If the heavens ever did speak
B B A G A G A -E
She's the last true mouthpiece
G D E G G A G
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A B D B AG A G
A fresh poison each week
G G D E G G A G
'We were born sick, ' you heard them say it
A B A A G G AA G
My Church offers no absolutes
A B A G A G A G -E
She tells me, 'Worship in the bedroom.'
G G G -D E G E G A G
The only heaven I'll be sent to
A B D B A G A G
Is when I'm alone with you—
G G G -D E G E G A G
I was born sick,
A B A A
But I love it
G A G G
Command me to be well
G A B A G G
Take me to church
F# G F# E
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
E E -B B+E D E -B B F# G F# F#
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
F# F# E F# F# F# E F# E F# G
Offer me that deathless death
G D E G G +B -E E
Good God, let me give you my life
G G E D D E G G
Take me to church
F# G F# E
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
E E -B B+E D E -B B F# G F# F#
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
F# F# E F# F# F# E F# E F# G
Offer me that deathless death
G D E G G +B -E E
Good God, let me give you my life
G G E D D E G G
B A G A A -E
She's the giggle at a funeral
D D E G E G A G
Knows everybody's disapproval
G A B D B A G A G
I should've worshipped her sooner
D +G G G D E G A G
If the heavens ever did speak
B B A G A G A -E
She's the last true mouthpiece
G D E G G A G
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A B D B AG A G
A fresh poison each week
G G D E G G A G
'We were born sick, ' you heard them say it
A B A A G G AA G
My Church offers no absolutes
A B A G A G A G -E
She tells me, 'Worship in the bedroom.'
G G G -D E G E G A G
The only heaven I'll be sent to
A B D B A G A G
Is when I'm alone with you—
G G G -D E G E G A G
I was born sick,
A B A A
But I love it
G A G G
Command me to be well
G A B A G G
Take me to church
F# G F# E
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
E E -B B
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
F# F# E F# F# F# E F# E F# G
Offer me that deathless death
G D E G G +B -E E
Good God, let me give you my life
G G E D D E G G
Take me to church
F# G F# E
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
E E -B B
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
F# F# E F# F# F# E F# E F# G
Offer me that deathless death
G D E G G +B -E E
Good God, let me give you my life
G G E D D E G G
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