Intro: B-- x2
verse 1:
B F# G#m F#
Here he is He saves a grin
E B
He wants to be the one who
C# F# (hold)
doesn't have to sink a level
B F# G#m F#
Indiscrete in his retreat
E B
All he need is just a taste
C#
of the bitter pride
F#
he held in her name
B F#/Bb
Embrace the solitude
G#m F#
in ordinary fucked
E
up state of grace
B
Far away from the
C#
days he bared
F#
the cross he used to-
E F# G#m A
-wear In some
B
resolve well aware
F# G#m
a little pitiful a pin
Eb
up boy they dress
in grieving
G#m E Eb A
wear well at
B
ease in consent
F#
in the drift of under-
verse 2:
B F#/Bb G#m F#
-tow
E B
He won't justify
C#
the pity from them
F# B
When he knows fools
F#/Bb G#m
in love are arrogant
F#
Their sermons cloud
E
his breathing air
B
He's in love with an
C# F#(hold)
isolation from emotion
Interlude: Jazzy Bossanova vibe
C#m F# B G# x3, C#m F#
Guitar again: B-- x2
verse 3:
B F#
Here he is
G#m F#
awaiting sentence
E B
A fool to think that
C#
anyone can escape
F# (hold)
guilt and anguish
B F#/Bb
A subtlety that
G#m
can't be learned
F#
A subtlety that
E
can't be taught
B
He is caught in the
C# F#
lure of second thoughts
He might still-
E F# G#m
-care
A
As he settles
B
down well aware
F#
Bound in secrecy
G#m
His voice will
Eb G#m E Eb
only dignify their fears
A B
but sorrow is signified
A(hold) B A G#m E E A C#m E
He's well aware of his pride
B-A-G#m-E-E-A-G#m-F#(hold) E(Hold)