Between Your Lines Chords

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G We are Gall a little crazy

 We are aCadd9ll a little weak

 We Gall are very fragile

 when there's nDothing left Dsus4to speak D

 no more Gplace left to run to

 no more Cadd9tears're left to cry

 will you Gstand up for the right thing

 or contDinue iDsus4n deniaDl

 I don't kEmnow

 Well, you Gknow I'd love to help you

 You Cadd9know I'd love to heal

 but withGout the hands of god

 you will nDever bDsus4e revealDed

 so take Goff your mask of happiness

 take Cadd9off your mask of fame

 'cause we kGnow that you've got problems

 just like eDveryboDsus4dy's nameD

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 ID don't know why you're folding the arms of reality

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  D why do you break with every wave in your stormy sea

Em you know I'd lCadd9ove to say

G You're doing fDine but I'd be lGying

So don't tell me everything is good

don't walk on bitter ground

I have seen you at your worst and I still love you when you're down

but I hate to see you live like this

I hate to see you cry

and I hate to see you tangled in her web of sex and lies

do you have a god you pray to?

have a god you love?

do you have some twisted theory 'bout the will from up above

do you wait for him in silence

do you wait for him in vain

do you think some crazy fool is gonna preach away your pain

I don't know why you're folding the arms of reality

why do you break with every wave in your stormy sea

why do you cringe at the wake of every godly treat

I watch you laughing at the brink of insecurity

you know I'd love to say

You're doing fine but I'd be lying

So why must you walk with burdens

much too big for you to bear

when you know it's not your fault

'cause there are saints and sinners everywhere

you don't have to smile

I can read between your lines

I read guilt and I read mercy

I read glory to the father

I read bitterness and suffering

and love for all your children

brokenness inside your heart

and scars too deep to see

i read pain from a young boy

whose father'd left too early

whose mother'd tried to mold him

into what she'd loved to be

I don't know why you're folding the arms of reality

why do you break with every wave in your stormy sea

why do you cringe at the wake of every godly treat

I watch you laughing at the brink of insecurity

well you know we'd love to help you

you know we'd love to heal

but without the hands of god you will never be revealed

you know I'd love to say

You're doing fine but I'd be lying