G
An angel wrapped in a blanket
         Am7
tucked away in the back of a carseat
      C                              D           G
and although it felt precious at the time,it was mean

G
and now purposely starving
        Am7
waiting for the dreadful phone just to ring
    C                   D                   G       G7
and until it does just that, I won't do a thing

C                      D
God has played a mean joke on me
         Em                     Am7
now he's snickering behind some tree
C                          D                   Em         C
along with all those other lovers I treated so poorly

G
Our lovelife patiently awaits
        Am7
for the mind and body just to agree
     C                     D                 G
They bicker, they act very coarsely, they misquote me

G 
And now covered in cobwebs
        Am7
dust collecting from my head to my feets
     C                               D            G              G7
and someone better shake up these bones before it smothers me

C                     D
God has played a mean joke on me
          Em                    Am7
now he's snickering behind some tree
C                          D                   Em       C
along with all those other lovers I treated so poorly
             Em        C
I treated so poorly
             Em        C
I treated so poorly
             Em        C      G
I treated so poorly