Bb                         Gm7
Oh sweet little boy, lovely wife
        Bb               Gm7
Fellow dumb-stricken urbanites
     Bb             Gm7
Oh parents, siblings out in the sticks
            Bb                    Gm7
Neighbors blessing that fateful night

Gm F

    Cm               Gm7
And anyone trying to hear
            Bb               Gm7
Through the din of a boorish year
     Bb               Gm7
And everyone singing "la la la"
        Bb                           Gm7
Fingers stuck in what's left of your ears
        F                     F/C
For not giving as good as you get
          Ab                        Eb
Thinking some good could come of it yet
           Gm7                     F
Though you may not be holding your breath
   Fm/Ab
As God is my witness
Bb    Bb/D  Bb/G F
I made this for you

Gm F Dm Eb Gm F Ab Eb

  Gm   Gm/F      F
I made this for you
Db            Ebm
Full of shine through the
Bbm       F(no 3rd)     Gb Ab
Melatonin thinner
Db              Ebm
Toddler smiling through the
Bbm       F(no 3rd)     Gb Ab
Dead of morning with a
              Db                Fm
A piece of construction paper covered in
Bb6                          Cm
Paste and glitter stuck to a tune you can hum
       Dm                      Eb        C/F
As you wait for the pundits to finish dissecting our fate
    Cm                     Dm                        Eb
For one of a hymn at which good hearted sinners like us
                       F
Learn what's better to pray:
    Gm Gm/F Gm/Eb Gm/F
God help us
      Ebm Ebm/F Ebm/Gb Ab
Or god damn this
      Bb                       Bb/G
As we leave the front pages in bed
         Bb/F                 Eb
With the war raging on in our heads
        Bb                 Gm7
I could write a swath of humanity off
          Dm7                   Eb
'cause of something that I just read
      Gm/Eb                         F
But I don't want to fight fire with fire
      Ab                          Eb
And I don't want to preach to the choir
       Gm                     Bb/A
Giving just as much hell as I get
          Ab                    Eb
To people I'd prob'ly like if I met
                 Bb                         Bb/A
So whether these days leave you laughing or crying
          Ab                    Eb
If you're doing your best to be kind
     Bb                       Bb/A
This land is as much yours as mine
   Ab           Eb/Ab
As god is my witness
Bb     Bb/D Bb/G F
I made this for you
Bb     Bb/D Bb/G F
I made this for you
Bb     Bb/D Bb/G F
I made this for you