Bm My mama cried, staring at the starsG She had once felt so almightyD F#m Now, she’s never felt so smallBm My mama fell flat back on the floorG She once had a loving husbandD F#m He don’t love her anymoreBm My mama screamed, “This ungrateful world!”G Keeps on taking and not givingD F#m Ever since she was a girlBm My angry mama pushed everything insideG She will never let anotherD F#m Steal the soil of her life [Chorus]G Em Bm G So, she tears away those pages of her diaryF#m A All those sick and sticky memoriesD F#m “Jesus… some fuckin’ Jesus.”C Bm D It’s the same with every guy she meetsF#m Thinkin’ they’re Jesus –A Bm She don’t need their goddamn charityG D F#m [Verse 2]Bm My mama cried, staring at her handsG Thinking, ‘How could others use theseD F#m To shed the blood of man?’Bm My mama felt guilt-ridden remorseG When she thought of those before herD F#m Who suffered even moreBm My mama laughed, “Everything’s so clear!G The woman is the woundedD F#m The man stabs ‘the spear’’!”Bm My loving mother held her children to her breastG This world can go fuck itselfD F#m She’ll never acquiesce [Chorus]G Em Bm G She tore away the pages of her diary –F#m A Every silly entryBm Em G Bm Tore away the layers of her historyF#m A ’Til finally she could see clearly:D C G Everybody hail the Defiled MaryEm Bm The afterthought of all male martyrdomA Behind every good manBm Is a messiah storyA G F#m I, for one, am as guilty as they come;A Bm After all, I’m my mama’s son
The Modern Mary
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