The Interview Chords

Key: Db Verse 1: Am C Jacob was a child, and he tried to be so good F C Collecting bugs and bark and earth and pelts and bones and wood Am C Mama used to hit him, with the shovel in the shed F C So Jacob hid the shovel underneath his bed Am First, it was a rabbit C Then, it was a deer F C Jacob tried to stop himself and the voices in his ears Am C Mama said, "You're wicked" and then she called the priest F C Said, "Get this evil out o' my boy, and fix this little freak" Am C No amount of Jesus could heal his killing hands F C First it was a rabbit, then it was a man

Verse 2: Am C Wicked thoughts and injuries, and brains that harbor mysteries F C Terrible secret midnight deeds will slowly numb the heart Am And breaking minds, and innocence C And fighting wings that have been clipped F And spirits taken from and hit C Will slowly kill a boy Verse 3: Am C When I saw him changing, I saw it in his eyes F C I saw it in his fragile face, the contortion in his spine Am C I asked him was he in there, was his soul alive? F C Said his soul was only breathing the second something died Am C Then he talked about great justice, the distortion of true love F C The way his mama kissed him then turned and beat him up Am C I said, "Why'd you till the grass? Make all these shallow graves?" F C He stood there kinda silent, expression falling blank Verse 4: Am C Jacob on the TV was dressed up in a suit F C In the documentary, they played our interview Am C They clipped our conversation, to maximize the evil F C I guess to draw the viewers, maybe to please the people Am C But all I could remember was that Jacob was a child F C 'Till his skull was cracked and his aching frame had quickly been defiled Am C And he had wondered why he couldn't ever truly feel a thing F C And why he searched for it in death, some elusive kind of peace Verse 5: Am C Wicked thoughts and injuries, and brains that harbor mysteries F C Terrible secret midnight deeds will slowly numb the heart Am And breaking minds, and innocence C And fighting wings that have been clipped F And spirits taken from and hit C Will slowly kill a boy