Voltaire - Wall of pride

^AmIf the light does not rev^Ceal what I'm feeling for you ^AmIf the light does not ex^Cpose ^AmPlease don't fret my precious ^Cheart if you don't understand ^AmKeep in mind, you're not ^Calone ^DAnd I may never find the ^Cwords that paint what you are to me ^DAnd I may never find them ^Cwhole

^AmIf the light is not as ^Ckind as the truth is ugly ^AmEvery mirror's not a ^Cdoor ^AmJust a stranger always ^Ckicking, crying, criticizing ^AmStranger leave yourself ^Calone ^DAnd I may never know the ^Creasons why I said what I did ^DAnd I may never know it ^CWhen I did it, I think I knew it ^CNow I only hope that I get through it

^GYou could have been my ^Dguide to the other ^Cside ^GOut of this ^Dstorm raging ^Cinside ^GBut my hands were ^Dtied to the wall of ^Ampride, ^Coh ^GAnd my legs were ^Dshackled to the floor of ^Cpride

^AmI guess it's why my blood, it ^Cgoes ballistic when I see you ^AmDanger turns my heart, ^Ca-drum ^AmIt's only you who sends my ^Cbody wheeling for the exit ^AmIt's only me I'm running ^Cfrom ^DAnd I may never know what ^CI was doing far from your side ^DAnd I may never know it ^CWhen I did it, I think I knew it ^CNow I only hope that I get through it

^GYou could have been my ^Dguide to the other ^Cside ^GOut of this ^Dstorm raging ^Cinside ^GBut my hands were ^Dtied to the wall of ^Ampride, ^Coh ^GAnd my legs were ^Dshackled to the floor of ^Cpride

^GYou could have been my ^Dguide to the other ^Cside ^GOut of this ^Dstorm raging ^Cinside ^GBut my hands were ^Dtied to the wall of ^Ampride, ^Coh ^GAnd my legs were ^Dshackled to the floor of ^Cpride Oh-oh-^Amoh