Where Have You Been - Ver 3

F#m E They call holidays an option for a reason D I heard you're coming back to life just for the fourth F#m E I've Been catching all your ghosts for every season D I pray to God you won't come back here anymore F#m E D Do you pray with him, too? F#m They should deliver all my blessings E D In small brown paper handbags near the porch F#m E I wished I'd known that you were bleeding while I sat D And watched you reading with the lord Bm I read with him, too A When you look at me F#m E Bm I'll Be digesting your legs A Cause I can hardly see E D What's in front of me these days F#m E D And those days, too. F#m I've got to take what I'm making And turn it into something E I've got to take what I'm making And turn it into something D For you F#m I've got to break what I'm making And turn it into nothing E I've got to break what I'm making And turn it into nothing D For you F#m E D God, where have you been?