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!
