Guilt

Bm                               D
I thought I'd walked a thousand miles
                          G
But it was all inside my head
                              A
My feet were almost where I started off
               Em               Bm
And I couldn't tell you why I'd bled
                         D
And I'm not surprised by what was said
F#m                      G
But it still hit me all the same
Just 'cause you see the storm
   A
It doesn't mean you're ready for the rain

Bm                F#m
And I was dancing with my ghosts
Bm                            F#m
'Cause I could never let them go
                  G
Oh, no, well I've got to
                  D
They're no longer here
               G
And no one is watching
               F#                   Bm
Sometimes your guilt just wears a face
                    F#m
And I would whistle in the dark
      Bm                      F#m
'Cause I felt safe while all alone
                       G                       D
Well, it's time that I let all the dead be the dead
                     G
There's no honor in suffering
                         A
No reward 'cause you've bled
                         D
The rest can sort itself out

Bm                                            D
It's hard to say when things have run their course
F#m                    G
While in the fog and still afraid
                             A
And once you see what lies behind a mask
Em                            Bm
That mask will never look the same
                      D
And once the pattern shows itself
                        G
You can't pretend that nothing's changed
                              A
It's hard to fake it when you see the steps
F#m                  Bm
Before they're even made

                   F#m
And I was dancing with my ghosts
       Bm                     F#m
'Cause I could never let them go, go, go
         G
But I've got to
                  D
They're no longer here
              G
And no one is watching
                F#                 Bm
Sometimes your guilt just wears a face
                    F#m
And I would whistle in the dark
       Bm                    F#m
'Cause I felt safe while all alone
                        G                      D
Well, it's time that I let all the dead be the dead
                     G
There's no honor in suffering
                         A
No reward 'cause you've bled
                         A
The rest can sort itself out

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