Saint

G Am Em C G Am Em C Am Em C G My eyes glazed and my fingers cold Am Em C G My body aches, this is getting old Am Em C G From the first drip to the seventh hole Am Em C Ooh, it's hard to quit, this is getting old Am Em C All my dreams get soaked in the night Am Em C I need some light to keep them dry Em G Pour me another, light me another C Am I wish I could be a saint like my mother Em G 'Cause we live the same, we die the same way C Am Em G I would be proud to call you my brother C Am G Yeah I would be proud to call you my brother G Am Em C G Am Em C Am Em C G Oh his heart's asleep but it's all I've known Am Em C G And it hurts to speak, this is getting old Am Em C G From morning sun to the evening glow Am Em C G I'm a nervous wreck, this is getting old Am Em C All my dreams get soaked in the night Am Em C I need some light to keep them dry Em G Pour me another, light me another C Am I wish I could be a saint like my mother Em G 'Cause we live the same, we die the same way C Am I would be proud to call you my brother Em G C Am ('Cause we live the same, we die the same way) Yeah I would be proud to call you my brother Em G C Am (We live the same, we die the same way) We live the same, yeah we die the same way, oh G Am Em C G Am Em C G Am Em C G Am Em D/F#