| Em | |
| I find it so hard to be true |
| And all these lies I'm telling you |
| Are little anchors in my chest |
| That pull us down into this mess |
| Am | |
| I find it easy to distract |
| And just as soon as you turn your back |
| I'll be gone again |
| Em | |
| I find it so hard to be true |
| And all the secrets I keep from you |
| Are like a blackness in my heart |
| That slowly tears us both apart |
| Am | |
| I find it easy to pretend |
| That we're not heading for our end |
| That's why I'm telling you |
| Gmaj7 | |
| I built a wall |
| Bm | |
| I cut you off |
| B | |
| Now there's no lie |
| Bm/Am | |
| That's gonna fix this hurt |
| Gmaj7 | |
| I played the saint |
| Bm | |
| The saint I aint |
| B | |
| Now all the hurt |
| Bm/Am | |
| Is here again.... here again |
| Em | |
| I find it so hard to be true |
| But I'm gonna try my best for you |
| And every distance that we've known |
| Will disappear before too long |
| Am | |
| And every line we've ever drawn |
| Will be erased before we're gone |
| This I swear to you |
| Gmaj7 | |
| I built a wall |
| Bm | |
| I cut you off |
| B | |
| No there's no lie |
| Bm/Am | |
| That's gonna fix this hurt |
| Gmaj7 | |
| I played the saint |
| Bm | |
| I cursed your name |
| B | |
| Now there's no one |
| Bm/Am | |
| But myself to blame |
| That you're gone |
| wait... |
| wait |