Jason Gray - The wound is where the light gets in

^DI was half way up the mountain when the ^Grocks I held gave ^Dway I came tumbling like an avalanche, to th^Ge bottom where^A I lay And with the ^Bmtaste of blood and the ^Dtwist of bone My healing could be^Ggin

'Cause the ^Dwound is where the ^Alight, The ^Dwound is where the ^Glight The ^Bmwound is where the ^Alight gets ^Din

^DI have stood there like a hostage with^G a knife held to^D my vein Captive to the poison that I ^Gtook to numb the ^Apain 'Cause ^Bmeverybody ^Dwishes they were born with thicker ^Gskin

'Cause the ^Dwound is where the ^Alight, The ^Dwound is where the ^Glight The ^Bmwound is where the ^Alight gets ^Din

It's ^Gtrickey how the heart works When the break ups and the big jerks Make us ^Dnever want to hurt that way again ^GMaybe I'm naive but in ^Emevery scar I see The ^Dplace where love is trying to break ^Ain 'Cause the ^Dwound is where the ^Alight gets ^Din

^DYou can recognise a saint by the ^Gscars they don't dis^Dguise You can pick out a real sinner by the ^Gkindness in their ^Aeyes So ^Bmif you're stumbling ^Din the dark and bleeding at the ^Gshin Remember the ^Dwound is where the ^Alight, The ^Dwound is where the ^Glight The ^Bmwound is where the ^Alight gets ^Din

'Cause the ^Dwound is where the ^Alight, The ^Dwound is where the ^Glight The ^Bmwound is where the ^Alight gets ^Din