The Common Linnets - Proud

W^Chere can I go to heal the heartache? W^Ghere can I go to mend my mistakes? O^Fh my god, what are we fighting f^Cor? A^C house made of stone and a floor of sand S^Gwallows you up, like you don’t stand a chance A^Frchitects so wrong to be so s^Cure

Cause you set f^Fires in the h^Gearts of all of ^Amus ^G F^Fires, you s^Gtarted just bec^Cause you n^Geeded to be p^Amrou^Gd,^F p^Croud

I^Cs there a place to sue the sadness W^Ghere I’m the king of all this madness, R^Feality turns in to a fairy tails W^Chere forgiveness falls right from the sky, A^Gnd bitterness won't waist our time W^Fhere love and good intentions never ^Cfail

You set f^Fires in the h^Gearts of all of ^Amus ^G F^Fires, you s^Gtarted just bec^Cause You n^Geeded to be p^Amrou^Gd,^F You n^Geeded to be p^Amrou^Gd,^F P^Croud

Cause you set f^Fires in the h^Gearts of all of ^Amus ^G F^Fires, you s^Gtarted just bec^Cause You n^Geeded to be p^Amrou^Gd,^F You n^Geeded to be p^Amrou^Gd,^F P^Croud