G
I started working at a small town church,
C
I thought it would make me a better man.
D
They said the sins I had would fly away,
G
As if the birds were in the palms of my own hands.
[Chorus]
G
I want to see how it takes me.
C
I want to see how the powder burns.
D
Don't want to keep what I can't have more of.
G
Don't want to wait and miss my turn.
[Outro]
G C D G
G C D G