Bm                  F#               G
They're taking pictures of the man from God
  D                        A
I hope his cassock's clean
   Bm                    F#      G
The burden of being a holy fellow
  D             A                   D
Your halo better gleam, better gleam

 D5        A             Bm
What of all those wayward priests?
 D           A             
The ones who like to drink
 D5                    A                Bm
Do you suppose they'd swap their blood for wine
 D                       A          D
Like you swapped yours for ink, for ink


[Verse 2]

    Bm             F#   G
You wrote me oh so many letters
    D                  A
And all of them seemed true
Bm            F#      G
Promises look good on paper
  D             A         D
Especially from you, from you

    D5                  A       Bm
The weight of all those willing words
  D           A
I carried all alone
    D5                A      Bm
You wouldn't put your pen to bed
        D                A        D
When we hadn't found our own, our own 


[Verse 3]

     Bm             F#      G
Your sentences rose high at night
    D                A
And circled round my head
    Bm                  F# G
The circle's since been broken
         D                   A        D
Like the priest before me is breaking bread

          D5                 A        Bm
I'm being asked to drink the blood of Christ
    D                 A
And soon I'll eat his flesh
    D5          A          Bm
I'm alone again before the altar
 D              A       D
Shedding all my old regrets


[Verse 4]

    Bm                 F#       G
The last of which I'll tell you now
   D                 A
As it flies down the sink
  Bm           F#      G
I never knew a part of you
    D             A       D
You didn't set in ink, in ink

    D5               A      Bm
The letters that you left behind
   D              A
No longer shall I read
     D5                  A Bm
Your blood's between the pages
    D                A       D
And I can't stand to see you bleed


[Verse 5]

         Bm                   F#    G
And I'll soon forget what was never there
     D                 A
Your words are ash and dust
Bm                     F#        G
All that's left is the song I've sung
    D                         A     D
The breath I've taken and the one I must

          D5                       A             Bm
If you're born with a love for the wrote and the writ
          D            A
People of letters your warning stands clear
    D5                     A           Bm
Pay heed to your heart and not to your wit
      D                        A           D
Don't say in a letter what you can't in my ear