No Glory in Regret John Moreland
[Intro]
[G] [C] [Am] [G] [C] [G]
[Verse]
[G]Did you hear the devil laughing
[C]From the ambulance passing?
[Am]Or was that just my troubled mind?[G] [C] [G]
Don't you wanna shake the ground
A[C]nd tear heaven down?
Raise your fi[Am]st to the gu[G]ilty sky[C] [G]
I've been pouring whiskey in the wind
Burning pict[Am]ures of my be[C]st friends
Un[G]til the as[Am]hes cover m[C]e like [G]rain
And you meant something to me then
And you mean somet[C]hing to me now
But some things a[D]in't meant to s[Am]tay the sa[G]me
[Cborus]
We[D]ll Bless our busted hearts
Just si[G]nking into the d[C]ark
Mourning these wasted old sp[Am]arks
That all disa[D]ppear
[C]I never meant to [D]be
Your wo[G]e-is-me eme[C]rgency
But I ain't dead [Am]yet
And I know there a[D]in't no glory i[G]n regret
[Fill]
[C] [Am] [D] [G]
[Verse]
Do[G]n't it feel like the truth
Comes at the pr[C]ice of your youth?
When the hell you've p[D]aid ain't quite en[G]ough
And God's been making deals
While we're do[C]wn here spinning our wheels
And using up o[Am]ur little share of l[G]uck
Well you beg the world to know your name
And you get glit[C]ter spilling out your veins
Turn turn turn, [Am]babe, I guess it's tr[G]ue
Cause I was standing on a dead end drive
With my pr[C]ide, thumbing for a ride
And somehow I end[D]ed up next to yo[G]u
[Cborus]
[D]Well Bless our busted hearts
Just si[G]nking into the d[C]ark
Mourning these wasted old sp[Am]arks
That all disa[D]ppear
[C]I never meant to [D]be
Your wo[G]e-is-me eme[C]rgency
But I ain't dead [Am]yet
And I know there a[D]in't no glory i[G]n regret
[Outro]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
D[G]on't it feel like the truth
Comes at the pr[C]ice of your youth?
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