Capo 5

                  F                   Am
My life is like a wound, I scratch so I can bleed
               F                 Am
Regurgitate my words, I write so I can feed
                       F                       Am
And Death grows like a tree, that's planted in my chest
                F                   Am
Its roots are at my feet, I walk so it won't rest

Bb - F - A

F        Am
Oh, Baby I am Lost... x2
               
                  F                     Am
I try to push the colors through a prism back to white
             F                      Am
To sync our different pulses into a blinding light
    F                                        Am
And if love is not the key. If love is not a key.
  F                            Am
I hope that I can find a place where it could be

Bb - F - A
F - Am x2

F
I know that in your heart there is an answer to a question 
Am
That I'm not as yet aware that I have asked
F
And if that tree had not drunk my tears
                                 Am
I would have bled and cried for all the years 

That I alone have let them pass

F        Am
Oh, Baby I am yours...x4

F - Am - F