Capo on 1, chord shapes: Verse: Em C D Chorus: Em C D B7 the doctor took a photograph, she wore a hospital gown he explained that her brain was trying to take her down they quieted the cancer, they tightened her screws i took a tongue depressor, i took the abuse someone should warn the surgeon he’s not alone her mind’s a clenched fist with a sharp knife of its own it’s hard to feel light in a waiting room of whispers i sleep heavy every night. something's wrong with this picture i stare at the negative, go to the darkest places who are these strangers, i can’t make out their faces as far as i can see, now as far as i can tell my life’s an empty frame, shaking crooked on a nail the police took a photograph just outside of town of his truck and his luck and his wife and his life turned upside down emergency rooms now a stain in my head i leapt for the living there, i wept for the dead who could have warned the wind, that the heavens would steal the air? what god would pound this gavel, leave a family in despair? it’s hard to hear the love in self-serving scripture i sleep heavy every night. something's wrong with this picture
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