Hand-In-Hand Grenade

Capo 4th. C G Illuminate the heart of my intentions F C There is no clandestine motive on my side G I'll shadow my affection till this tension F C Cuts a swath across this city a mile wide Am G Everywhere there's people holding hands here Am G I can barely hold myself together C Am F Heart is bona fide C Still won't set the ache aside Am G Blown to smithereens inside C Am F And concealed in me C Where a patience used to be Am G Now just void and vacancy C G F C Am G C G I have filed all ridicules on creased notes F C Breathing deeply I attempt to stay restrained G I'm carrying a rifle in my trench coat F C To make sure they will not question you again Am G Am Swallowed by a crowd it always strikes me G I am never this alone on my own C Am F Heart is bona fide C Still won't set the ache aside Am G Blown to smithereens inside C Am F And concealed in me C Where a patience used to be Am G Now just void and vacancy C Am F C Am G C Am F C Am G C C G If I wrote a song like Daniel Treacy F C Would you then consider wasting time on me?