Blasphemous Rumours

[Verse 1 and 2] 
 
(F#m) 
Girl of sixteen whole life ahead of her, 
Slashed her wrists, bored with life. 
Didn‘t succeed, thank the Lord, 
 
(Bm) (C#) (F#m) 
for small mercies. 
 
(F#m) 
Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again, 
Sixteen candles burn in her mind. 
She takes the blame, it‘s always the same, 
(Bm) (F#m) 
she goes down on her knees and prays. 
 
[Chorus] 
 
(D) (A/C#) 
I don‘t want to start any blasphemous rumours, but I 
(Bm7) (D) 
think that God‘s got a sick sense of humour, and 
(E9sus4) (D) 
when I die, I expect to find Him laughing. 
 
[End Chorus] 
 
[Verses 3 and 4 same as 1 and 2. Words below.] 
 
Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything, 
Found new life in Jesus Christ. 
Hit by a car, ended up 
On a life support machine. 
 
Summer‘s day, as she passed away, 
Birds were singing in the summer sky. 
Then came the rain, and once again, 
a tear fell from her mother‘s eye. 
 
[Chorus over and over again until fade]