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[D]My friends[A], say it's al[G]right
I keep my [Em]hands just out of [D]sight
in bedrooms[A], where I'm nothing [G]else
but broken [Em]laws and empty [D]shelves
and wond[A]erful, paintings [G]of
white wedding [Em]dresses I will [D]love
you for[A]ever, [G]but these painti[Em]ngs will last long[D]er

There's fake gold [A]melting in my [G]hands
took it and [Em]lost some of my [D]friends
I [A]died selling the [G]world [Em]

This [D]medicine[A], will [G]bury me in [Em]unpaved sheets
but [D]I know a ghost, and [A]she knows that
[G]I know a ghost, and [Em]she knows how to [G]protect me

[D]There's God, and [G]there's me
[Bm]there's every[G]thing in bet[D]ween, yeah  [G]     [Bm]         [G]
[D]there's God, and [G]there's me
[Bm]there's every[G]thing in bet[D]ween, yeah  [G]     [Bm]         [G]

[Bm]There's God[G], there's [Bm]me
there's S[G]aturn, there's [Bm]me
for[G]ge[D]t, every[A]thing in bet[G]ween [Em]

My hands, shake and squeeze tight
during surgery at night
time is medicine, and all the reasons why we can
down fire, and warm up our veins
until we forget all our names
forget this itching finger, trigger grip

There's something dancing in my head
to a song, I can't forget
and right now it's spinning the world

It's the medicine, that I need, like clean new sheets
but I know a ghost, and she knows that
I know a ghost, and she knows how to protect me

There's God, and there's me
there's everything in between, yeah
there's God, and there's me
there's everything in between, yeah

There's God, there's me
there's Saturn, there's me
forget, everything in between

[Bm]There's a mirror that's [D]never seen a face
[G]in a room that [Em]takes up space
[Bm]there's a journal and a [D]lock of hair
[G]and a feather that [Em]never found the air
[Bm]and they said, I can [D]leave heaven [G]now  [Em]
[Bm]they said, I can [D]leave heaven [G]now   [Em]