D

[Chorus]
                 G           Bm                     D             G
They say there’s good grief      But how can you tell it from the bad?
                 G            Bm      D        F#m       G
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in your past

[Verse 1]

       G                                     Bm
I got snow in my pockets                Went down again head first
       D                                G
Laced drill bits to my pointe shoes     Pirouette through the hardwood to pay-dirt
G                             Bm                                    D
Night falls, day breaks; time           Has a funny kind of violence and I’m
                    F#m                           G
Tryna keep in mind                              It can’t leave you the way it finds you
G                          Bm                                         D
Good grief:     I’ve heard people say it        What a phrase, what a state to be in
       F#                                                    G
But I don’t know where they go to get get that feeling  Good grief
G                                     Bm                                D  F#m G
And my knees stay clean, not much for praying           I do my own stunts and my own saving
G
But there’s something amiss             something I been missing maybe, maybe

[Chorus]
                 G           Bm                     D             G
They say there’s good grief      But how can you tell it from the bad?
                 G            Bm      D        F#m       G
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in your past
                 G           Bm                     D             G
They say there’s good grief      But how can you tell it from the bad?
                 G            Bm      D        F#m       G
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in your past

[Verse 2]

G                                    Bm
This time my best wasn’t good enough, well, fuck, usually it is
D                                    G
And the air got a little rough, took out the fuselage, the engine, and both wings
G                              Bm                             D
But I’m willing to work for this, just show me where to dig
                               F#m              G
And I’m ready to hurt for this, I know exactly what this is—Good grief

[Bridge]

            Bm                       Asus                               G5
I want that good grief, the one that heals me, that leaves me clarified by fire when I’m burned clean
            Bm                     Asus                               G5
Tempered by light and heat, ah, by the dead of morning I’ll be better for it and then fortified I’ll rise
Bm                                        Asus
Bust the hydrant, let it spray champagne, wings are broken but I feel no pain
      G5
It’s real today, I know this feeling, let it rain

[Chorus]
                 G           Bm                     D             G
They say there’s good grief      But how can you tell it from the bad?
                 G            Bm      D        F#m       G
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in your past
                 G           Bm                     D             G
They say there’s good grief      But how can you tell it from the bad?
                 G            Bm      D        F#m       G
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in your past

[Bridge 2]

     G5                             Asus
And secrets don’t like to be kept, all mine jumped over the fence
    Bm                        F#m/B           F#m/B        Em              Bm
I guess I should be upset, but I’m in my nightgown on the lawn, thinking, better that they’re gone
    Bm                Asus                   F#m      G
I’ve been afraid of this so long, it’s a relief when it goes wrong

[Instrumental]
G

G                        D        Bm      F#m           G
'Cause I’m here now, and asking - melt me down, recast me burn me clean
      D           Bm
Like glass from sandy ground
G                        D        Bm      F#m           G
'Cause I’m here now, and asking - melt me down, recast me burn me clean
      D           Bm
Like glass from sandy ground

[Chorus]
                            G                Bm                       D               G
They say there’s good grief     -       But how can you tell it from the bad?
                            G                Bm       D          Bm      D           F#m     G
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in, the one that’s in your past
                            G                Bm                       D               G
They say there’s good grief     -       But how can you tell it from the bad?
                            G                Bm       D          Bm      D           F#m     G
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in, the one that’s in your past
                            G                Bm                       D               G
They say there’s good grief     -       But how can you tell it from the bad?
                            G                Bm       D          Bm      D           F#m     G
Maybe it’s only in the fact, good grief’s the one that’s in, the one that’s in your past