Crooked Deep Down Derek Webb My life looks go[G]od I do confes[C]s, Yo[G]u can ask anyone[D][C] [G] Just don't [C]ask my r[G]eal good friends Cause [Em]they might lie to [D]you, Or [Em]worse they'd tell the [D]truth [G]Cause there are [C]things you would [G]not believe, That travel [D]into my m[C]ind I[G] swear I [C]try and c[G]apture them But I [Em]always set them [D]free, It seems [Em]bad things comfort [D]me Good l[C]ord I'm c[G]rooked deep down Everyone is [C]crooked deep [D]down Go (azchords.com)