Chords
Cigarettes & Saints

Key: E

Introduction:

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Twice a week I pass by the church that held your funeral
                 G                                     F                                 C 
And the pastor’s words come pouring down like rain
               C                                                       Am 
How he called you a sinner but said now you walk with Jesus
               G                                       F                                 C 
So the drugs that took your life aren’t gonna cause you any pain
 G                               F                           C 
I don’t think he even knew your name
 G                       F                           C             G                       F 
I refused to kneel or pray. I won’t remember you that way
                                 C                             G                               F 
But I lit you a candle in every cathedral across Europe
     G                                       F                             C 
I hope you know you’re still my patron saint
     C               Am                                   G                   F 
I tried to forgive but I can’t forget the cigar in his fist
     G                                     F                             C 
I know that they were heartsick but I need someone to blame
                                         G                 F                             C 
And I know how they blame me. I know what you’d say
             G                           F                                       C                   G               F 
You’d tell me it was your fault. I should put all my arrows away
                                               C                 G 
I’m sure there ain’t a heaven
                                         Am                           G                     F 
But that don’t mean I don’t like to picture you there
     G                                   F                           C 
I bet you’re bumming cigarettes off saints
                                 C                           G 
I’m sure you’re still singing
                                                   Am                     G                   F 
But I’ll bet that you’re still just a bit out of key
                     G                                         F                                 C 
With that crooked smile pushing words across your teeth
                   Am                       G 
You were heat lightning
                       C                   G                       F 
You were a storm that never rolled in
                           Am                                     G                               C                           F 
You were the northern lights in a southern town, a caustic fleeting thing
                               Am                             G 
I’ll bury your memories in the garden
                                 C                         G                           F 
I’ll watch them grow with the flowers in the spring
                                       C 
I’ll keep you with me

 C 
These wolves in their suits and ties
 F 
Saying “kid you can trust me.”
 C 
Charming southern drawl, sunken eyes
 F 
Buying good will in hotel lobbies
 C                                                                                                 F 
They got fistfuls of pills to make sure you don’t hurt no more
You don’t gotta feel anything
 C 
Got their fangs in our veins
                                               F 
Got their voice in our heads
                                             F 
Got our arms in their grips
No, we can’t shake free
 C                                                                 F 
This god damn machine  hungry and heartless
                                                                         C 
My whole generation got lost in the margin
                                                                             F 
We put our faith in you. You turned a profit
                                                                       C                   F 
Now we’re drowning here under your waves
                                                   C                 F 
Drowning held under your waves
Drowning here. Drowning here
 C                                                                                       F 
You can’t have my friends. You can’t have my brothers
                                                                                           C 
You can’t have my friends. You can’t have my brothers
                                                                                           F 
You can’t have my friends. You can’t have my brothers
                                                                                     C 
You can’t have me. No, you can’t have me