Tom: G G Asus2 Em G Am G D/F# G C Em G I planted a garden full of things that turned out rotten C Em D fruits and greens for miles and miles that even insects thought were bad G C Em G so I thought I’d sing about it - try and make my friends all like them C Em D maybe everyone would love me more if I sounded really sad G G Am Em G So I shot a man in Afghanistan, he was bleeding on me C Em D then he said his name was Jesus and he never had an army G Am Em G as he took his dying breath, the last thing that he thought he’d tell me is C Em D “It's better to die for nothing than to kill just for your country” C G C G and my heart wept as the church slept Am* C they were dreaming of parades and politicians Am D G and a savior who allowed them to rewrite his words until it matched the war inside their hearts G Am Em G so I act like I have a right to sing about the things that aren’t right C Em D from the comfort of my couch I pretend I’ve done nothing wrong G Am Em G as I hoard my money closely, bury coins for all my groceries C Em D and I haven’t met my neighbors yet, but I promise I will someday soon C G Em cause it's only been two years since I moved here inside this neighborhood C G Em how much longer could it be till we are family, we are blood? C G Em so I’ll just play my songs and hope that they come swooning to my door C Em G the only thing to life worth doing is that one thing that you’re made for Am D G well, am I made for myself anymore? [Interlude] C G x4 Am D I found out I am nothing at all!