Cadd9We chase misprinted Emlies G D
Cadd9We face the path of Emtime G D
Cadd9And yet I fight, And yet
I fight, This battle all aEmlone G D
Cadd9No one to cry to, No place to call Emhome G D
Cadd9Oooh...Oooh... Em G D
Cadd9Oooh...Oooh... Em G D
Cadd9My gift of self is Emraped G D
Cadd9My privacy is Emraked G D
Cadd9And yet I find, And yet I
find, Repeating in my Emhead G D
Cadd9If I can't be my own, I'd feel better Emdead G D
Cadd9Oooh...Oooh...Em G D
Cadd9Oooh...Oooh...Em G D
