Mt St Joseph

Am          F                  C
How can you sit there in your 
           G             Am
room like a caged up refugee?
         C       G        F      
Barely alive and all worn out 
                      Am
with the fake plastic trees.
          F                C      
Is it the only thing that makes 
             G              Am
you feel like life has meaning?
               F              C  
The scars are tattooed down your 
G
arms.

       Am                          
All we wait for is everything that 
        G
used to matter.
    Am                             
Now all that's left is our hope and
         F
 battle scars.
       Am                          
All we wait for is everything that 
        G
used to matter.
     Am                            
It's too damn hard to watch you 
   F
fall apart.

Am           F            C     
What are you trying to find 
     G                Am
driving late with no headlights?
         F                C       
When you go down that road, you 
           G
can never go home again.
Am          F             C     
Can't lie around all day, blood 
             G
and bone and tooth decay.
Am              F         C     
Cuz  down here, you know, no one
         G
 ever survives.

       Am                          
All we wait for is everything that 
        G
used to matter.
    Am                             
Now all that's left is our hope and
         F
 battle scars.
       Am                          
All we wait for is everything that 
        G
used to matter.
     Am                            
It's too damn hard to watch you 
   F
fall apart.

       Am               Em        
It was too damn hard to watch you 
      F
fall apart.

        Am          F       C    
And I remember that day the scent
                       G
 crept from under your door.
     Am                    F      
They found you three days later, 
        C                 G
you were buried under your sheets.
       Am               F      
It was too damn hard to watch as 
             C                     
heaven and hell held you down like 
  G
anchors,
         Am             C          
And your demons finally lulled you 
G         F
back to sleep.

F     G     Am
Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohhh, Joey, you let them
 get to you.
F     G     Am
Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohhh, how could you be 
so careless?
F     G     Am                  
Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohhh, Can you hear 
                 F G
us from where you are?

       Am                          
All we wait for is everything that 
        G
used to matter.
    Am                             
Now all that's left is our hope and
         F
 battle scars.
       Am                          
All we wait for is everything that 
        G
used to matter.
     Am                            
It's too damn hard to watch you 
   F
fall apart.

       Am               Em        
It was too damn hard to watch you 
      F
fall apart.