D C C D
This old heart's been left
D C C C2
Out on my sleeve
G/B D C C D
And I have paid as it's been rent
D C C C2 G/B D
Into pieces
D C C D
Seems everyone I've loved has
D C C C2 G/B D
Taken a bit of my insides
D C C D
I'm scattered as the woman whose body
D C C C2 G/B D
Was torn for the twelve tribes
G D C C D
When did my heart get so petrified
G D C C D
When did it get so hard to feel
G D C C
When did my heart get so afraid to love
D D C C D
When did it get so hard
And the easy-living Gnostic proud
Use their knowledge
Like a wrecking ball to tear me down
Flooding me with their fallacies
I can't walk on this water
I'm starting to drown
D
Strike this rock with your rod
C
I'll take the blows
D C
Till your living water begins to flow
D C
As it flowed from the man of sorrow's sides
D C
On that day when his body was torn for the twelve tribes
D
Was torn for the twelve tribes