Tears For Fears - Swords and Knives

A ^Cmaj7waking ^Gmi7world of ^Cmaj7inno ^Gmi7cence So ^Cmaj7grave those ^Gmi7first born ^Cmaj7cries ^Gmi7 When ^Fmi7life be^C#maj7gins with ^Fmi7needles and ^C#maj7pins It ^Cmaj7ends with ^Gmi7Swords and ^Cmaj7Knives^Gmi7

Oh ^Cmaj7danger^Gmi7man, oh ^Cmaj7danger^Gmi7man Your ^Cmaj7blade fits ^Gmi7like a ^Cmaj7glove ^Gmi7 When ^Fmi7forged in ^C#maj7steel Time ^Fmi7cannot ^C#maj7heal That ^Cmaj7blood red ^Gmi7bond of ^Cmaj7love ^Gmi7

Oh,In ^Fmtimes of trouble you're an ^Cmopen book With the ^Fmchange in the ^Cmway you look And its ^Cmaj7sad love's not e^Gmi7nough to make things ^Cmaj7better^Gmi7

^Csus2Turn the tables, we'll burn the fables ^AbLies beneath the visions and daydreams Fooled by now, we mystify the ^Bbsus2past Like a dream, like it never happened

When ^Fmi7life be^C#maj7gins with ^Fmi7needles and ^C#maj7pins It ^Cmaj7ends with ^Gmi7Swords and ^Cmaj7Knives^Gmi7 God ^Cmaj7save those ^Gmi7born to ^Cmaj7die ^Gmi7