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CmGood intAentions are the bDest for most engagements
CmI try haArd to stay oDut of most conversations
CmI beliAeve that it stDarts with good intentions
CmSomehow aAlways ends with Dobvious accusations
Cm AI will do my Gbest to tDry and sort this Cmout
It cAan't get any wGorse, than wDhat I've felt
CmWhoGa,A after evDerything DmI did for yCmou
WhoGa,A what DI thought was Dmfireproof
C C Throw me away at your leisure
C C Why have I noticed your smile
CmIf you're Ahearing this I Dwant you to remember
CmI am jAust a man hDaunted by past endeavors
CmAnd I'll Asmile and I'll Dwave for the camera
CmUse me or Athrow me out, DI don't care anymorCme A D
What a Cmwhore! A D
CmWhoGa,A after evDerything DmI did for yCmou
WhoGa,A what DI thought was Dmfireproof
CmWhoGa,A after evDerything DmI did for yCmou
WhoGa,A what DI thought was Dmfireproof
C C Throw me away at your leisure
C C Why have I noticed your smile
C C My fire burns from the inside
C C From my insides out
CmYou can't chAange the consequences of tCmreason
Time won't fAade the scars you left for no reCmason
You can't chAange the consequences of trCmeason
Time won't fAade the scars you left for no rCmeason
How can you turn your back on Ame
After eDverything IDm did for you?
CmHow could you bGurn so easAily
What DI thought was fireDmproof?
C C No!
C
From the bottom of my hGeart
I want you to Aknow that you have only made me sCmtronger, whoa G
And from the top of my lAungs I will scream this loCmuder, whoa G
If there's anyone oAut there who feels the sCmame as I do, as we do G
Then sing withA me and make this tCmrue
CmI pushed too hard
All my friends said I was making mistakes
But I followed my heart (I followed my heart)
Even when it led me the wrong way
I went too far
All my friends said I was making mistakes
But I follow my heart
Even when it leads me the wrong way
CmGADDm
I am the man that has seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
He has led me, and brought me into darkness, but not into light.
Surely against me is he turned; he turns his hand against me all the day.
My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
He has built against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
He has set me in dark places, as they that be dead of old.
He has hedged me about, that I cannot get out: he has made my chain heavy.
Also when I cry and shout, he shuts out my prayer.
He has enclosed my ways with hewn stone, he has made my paths crooked.
He was to me as a bear lying in wait, and as a lion in secret places.
He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he has made me desolate.
He has bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
He has caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
He has filled me with bitterness, he has made me drunken with wormwood
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