[Verse 1]
EmAmEm
My lover's got humour
AmG
She's the giggle at a funeral
AmEm
Knows everybody's disapproval
AmEm
I should've worshipped her sooner
AmEm
If the Heavens ever did speak
AmG
She is the last true mouth piece
AmEm
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
AmDA fresh poison each week
CEm
'We were born sick, you heard them say it
AmEm
My church offers no absolutes
AmG
She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
AmEm
The only heaven I'll be sent to
AmD
Is when I'm alone with you
C
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
GCGCGCmGG - F# / F# - FEm
Aaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaamen. Aaaaaaaamen. Amen
[Chorus](2x)
Em
Take me to church
B
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Am
Offer me that deathless death
EmAm - G - F# - Em
Good God, let me give you my life
[Verse 2](2x)
Em
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