Write Myself Out

Am Em F E Am Em F E7 Am Em I write these numbers down F E From the code left on a string Am Em Ones, zeros, ones, and threes F E7 E7 E7 That could never be code for anything Am Em Well, I never claimed to be binarily sound F E But I could never claim a thing Am Em and wisdom is dead, it's a thing of the past F E7 That dies with every silver strand E F We tell ourselves we're not to blame E F I believe it all the same E But my fingers, they just keep pointing F Out all the flaws in this machine E F It's me Am Em F I write myself out Am Em F I write myself out Am Em F I write myself out E E7 So you'll know Am Em We have no control F E Before it ends, we'll never know Am Em I wear these strikes on my arms F E7 They weigh down my sleeves Am Em F Oh, I'll wear them till they break or die Am Em F E7 Oh, I'll wear them till they break or die, Oh E F We tell ourselves we're not to blame E F I believe it all the same E But my fingers, they just keep pointing F Out all the flaws in this machine E F It's me Am Em F I write myself out Am Em F I write myself out Am Em F I write myself out E E7 So you'll know, oh E7 Oh, so you'll know Am E7 F E Am E7 I apologize with bread and wine F E On Sunday morning in the summertime Am E7 But I just drop by to leave my money F E Because my intentions were wrong Am once again Am E7 F E