G An angel wrapped in a blanketAm7 tucked away in the back of a carseatC D G and although it felt precious at the time,it was meanG and now purposely starvingAm7 waiting for the dreadful phone just to ringC D G G7 and until it does just that, I won't do a thingC D God has played a mean joke on meEm Am7 now he's snickering behind some treeC D Em C along with all those other lovers I treated so poorlyG Our lovelife patiently awaitsAm7 for the mind and body just to agreeC D G They bicker, they act very coarsely, they misquote meG And now covered in cobwebsAm7 dust collecting from my head to my feetsC D G G7 and someone better shake up these bones before it smothers meC D God has played a mean joke on meEm Am7 now he's snickering behind some treeC D Em C along with all those other lovers I treated so poorlyEm C I treated so poorlyEm C I treated so poorlyEm C G I treated so poorly
God Played A Mean Joke On Me
Nightmare Of You
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