D G D E A D G Of the things that have made me, I count myself lucky. E A D I consider it fortune, things like how I wasn?t taught at a young age to G respect my elders. E A I thank goodness for my absence of a father. G E He could have taken me out, we?d have gone camping. D G I could have learned to wield my body as a weapon. E A These are things that I won?t be missing. D G D E A D G E A I remember sitting in the car with my dirty old man as he explained D G how ?she has asked for it? and how ?it was her fault? E A G E I?m only glad I didn?t take the bait. I remember telling my mother D G D E A It was the last time I saw my father. No regrets for what else I?ve been D missing. G ?Cause I?m not jealous of a well adjusted family, Bm E only Killing time ?till they learn their anomaly don?t help the wounded ones: A the children of the vengeful fathers. G Bm When everyone I know is still standing in the shadows of the men who left their mark, E A I?d rather be left in the dark. oh oh. D G D E A D G E A If our fathers were our role models for god and they failed us, D G E A what does that tell us about our supposed omnipotent savior? G E Except we?re all born to fiction, daily recreated D G E we play the roles from the stories we learned as kids. A Who bends down? Who plays god? D G D E Is it fated that every boy on this earth should have his head stuck up his ass? A D D G D E We?re all just like our dads. We keep learning the same shit again. A And I wonder how long till it ends? D G E A D G I remember when my dirty old man told me how I?d grow up to be just like him when I got old. E A What a bizarre thing to be told, to be told
