Scars

| Am G | C | Am G C I paint us a picture and we're doing honest and right Am G C Then hang it up where it will be gently kissed by the light F Am G But I'm drawn to distractions, I like where they lead me off to F Am G Am Where I reach for the reasons I'm searching for something to do G C I've reset the filter, there's little that gets to my head Am G C And it sits where the station just hisses and crackles high end F Am G Still, I've got this keg and some powder, enough to let go F Am G When the sky starts to fill up with smoke, that's the way to my home G Now you know C G Dm Saw the eyes get dark, and the words get hard C G Dm Never once been cut, but I see scars F Am We all wear ours on the outside (We all have them) G Where everyone can see (We all have these scars) F Am Hiding out in plain sight (We all have thorns) G Am Buried under these scars G C To be so close to perfect is to know it cannot be so Am G C And so far from actually being out here all on our own F Am G Instead where the missteps do not only haunt you, they hunt you down F Am G And where those that protect you can no longer rescue and they cannot be found C G Dm Saw the eyes get dark, and the words get hard C G Dm Never once been cut, but I see scars F Am We all wear ours on the outside (We all have them) G Where everyone can see (We all have these scars) F Am Hiding out in plain sight (We all have thorns) G Buried under these Guitar Solo | C | G | Dm | Dm | 4x C G Dm Saw the eyes get dark, and the words get hard C G Dm Never once been cut, but I see scars F Am We all wear ours on the outside (We all have them) G Where everyone can see (We all have these scars) F Am Hiding out in plain sight (We all have thorns) G Am Buried under these