Stained Glass Ceilings chords by The Wonder Years

[Verse 1]

        E
Like a burning monk
                 C#m
You're my light flare out in the dark
              G#m
You're my constant call to arms

Took the blindfold off
    A                      E
They'd left chalk outlines where the future was
           C#m
It's a goddamn war of attrition
              G#m
It's a death by a thousand cuts
                   A
And if these motherfuckers made it to heaven

They burned the bridge when they got across


[Chorus 1]

         E
They're gathering anchors
         B
They're gathering rope
       A
You push into heaven all alone
           E
They're grabbing your ankles
          B
They won't let you go
        A
The ebb and the distant flow
           B
They're cutting your wings off
             A
Built you ceilings out of stained glass


[Verse 2]

     E           C#m
Well you cut like gravel in my skinned knee
           G#m
The wound will close eventually
          A                  E
You'll stay as a reminder of how fucked this world can be
            C#m
Held your funeral on a Tuesday
           G#m
Holy waters, November cold
            A
The kid who pulled the trigger

Knew tomorrow couldn't promise him hope


[Chorus 2]

     E           B
All these bastards are gathering rope
       A
You push into heaven all alone
           E
They're grabbing your ankles
          B
They won't let you go
        A
The ebb and the distant flow
           B
They're cutting your wings off
              A
Built your ceilings out of stained glass
            B
They were cutting your wings off
   A
I was staring at my idle hands
           C#m
Maybe I could've done something
            A
Maybe I could've made a difference


[Interlude]

B A x4


[Bridge 1]

[Soupy]

C#m           A
John Wayne with a God complex Tells me to buy a gun
            E
Like shooting a teenage kid is gonna solve any problems

Like it's an arms race
                C#m
Like death don't mean nothing
                 A
To know the heavy price of living poor
                   E
Walled in by red lines, backed into a corner

Not knowing growing up what it's like to belong here in America


[Bridge 2]

[Jason Aalon Butler]

       C#m                    A
If everyone's built the same then how come building's so fucking hard for you?
           E
It's something we're all born into
        C#m
Nothing's left up to gray
            A
It's black or white and sometimes black and blue
           E          B
It's something we're all born into, whoa-oh
C#m
Now I know what's in a name

Not just my father
   A
Three-fifths a man makes half of me

Why should I bother?


[Soupy]

E                B
Merchants of misery stacking the deck

Fuck your John Waynes

Fuck your God complex


[Jason Aalon Butler]

    C#m
I have everything in front of me
           A
But can't reach far enough

To touch those fever dreams
        E
They call America

I am the ghetto's chosen one
            B
The privileged bastard son


[Outro]

         C#m
They're gathering anchors
         B
They're gathering rope
       A
You push into heaven all alone
         E
They're gathering anchors
         B
They're gathering rope
       A
You push into heaven all alone

No, all alone


[End]

C#m