Flyleaf - Penholder

I ^Emfeel your ^Deyes crawling ^Cover me^{B Em}As though I ^Dam something m^Core than me^B But ^EmI don't ^Dhave anyt^Ching good enough to ^Bsay ^EmI did not ^Dmake myself ^Cthis wa^By

^CI'll show you ^Bmwhat he did C Bm (G) But I won't take the credit ^CIt's not mine ^Bmanyway ^CI just held the ^Bmpen that day

And I don't ^Emdeserve this This time r^Cight now It's not ^Gsomething for which I can take the ^Dbow And I don't ^Emdeserve this It was^Cn't me I can't take ^Gglory for something that I can't^D be I don't deserve t^Emhis

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I ^Emknow what ^Dperfection i^Cs like ^{B Em}And I cannot ^Dstand before it^Cs might^B And ^EmI'm so ^Dfar from what you ^Cthink that I must ^Bbe ^EmI just drown^D myself in me^Crcy ^B

^EmAnd all the ^Dart that I ^Csupposedly c^Breate ^EmIs simply a ^Dfaded reflec^Ction of som^Bething he's already made