Stained Glass

E                                              C#m
Lately, I'm countin' the minutes that I've got left
    E                                             C#m
And lately, I'm countin' the words that I haven't said
       G#                         A
'Cause you will never know what I been through
    G#                           A
And you should be a little more gentle

    E                                     C#m
But maybe I need to start taking my own advice
       E                                           C#m
'Cause my heart's so heavy, it’s ready to fall out twice
       G#                          A
'Cause you will never know what I been through
   G#                           A            B
So you should be a little more gentle with me

    A              B           G#              C#m
My skin is made of glass, but apparently it’s stained
           A              B                 G#             C#m
'Cause you notice all the cracks, but can’t look inside my pain
           A              B         C#m  B   A   G# F# F#m       F#  B
And if you throw another stone then I'd stay far a--waaaay, far awaaaay
I just might break

E                                              C#m
My life is just a fadin' memory of one I can't have
    E                                             C#m
And everythin' 'round me is starting to fade into black, mmm
    G#                          A
But black and white is so much better
    G#                       A
I'm learning how to hide my colors
    G#                            A            B
You should've been a little more gentle with me

    A              B           G#              C#m
My skin is made of glass, but apparently it’s stained
           A              B                 G#             C#m
'Cause you notice all the cracks, but can’t look inside my pain
           A              B         C#m  B   A   G# F# F#m       F#  B
And if you throw another stone then I'd stay far a--waaaay, far awaaaay

                A
I just might break, break
   E    G#
Break, aaah
 A
Hey, might break
  E           G#
Might break, mmm

    A              B           G#              C#m
My skin is made of glass, but apparently it’s stained
           A              B                 G#             C#m
'Cause you notice all the cracks, but can’t look inside my pain
           A              B         C#m  B   A   G# F# F#m       F#  B
And if you throw another stone then I'd stay far a--waaaay, far awaaaay

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