Colourblind

E C#m A B

[Verse 1]

           E
There's an unmade bed in my 
conscious head
    C#m
When all my muscles refuse to rest
      A
And I count the steps, just tell me 
where
B
I can go to get out of this head

    E
And sometimes I pray to God that the
 floor will fall in
    C#m
And I can just return to Him
  A
A lone defect from His factory
B
Threatening to ruin His credibility

[Pre-chorus]

A                     B
Oh, what a waste of a beautiful mind
E              B        C#m G#m
To teach it to hate its own design
A                    B
And leave it to you, cynical pride
E                B       C#m    
Changing all the colours until 
         G#m        A
it's just black and white
                B
We're all colourblind

[Chorus]

E
I’m tired now, can't you see?
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C#m
All your light's always running away
 from me
A
I am bitter, but just know this
B
I will not feel ashamed to exist

[Instrumental]

E

[Verse 3]

E
Oh, and how can you say that you 
believe in creation
     C#m
Then feed me sad and cruel hatred
A                B
For the way that I was made?
                  E
And how could you let me cry out to 
the divine?
C#m           C#m7               
Begging to be made into someone 
   C#m
I'd like
A
Someone who knows how to dim their 
light
B
As to not get in anyone else's eyes

[Pre-chorus]

A                 B
Oh, what a silent tragedy
   E                 B        C#m
To kill the parts of you that 
      G#m
make you feel
     A              B
And, oh, what a sad conviction to 
have
   E              B       C#m    
To only give your love to those 
    G#m     A
that you understand
                 B
But I don't understand


[Chorus]

E
I’m tired now, can't you see?
C#m
All your light's always running away
 from me
A
I am bitter, but just know this
B
I will not feel ashamed to exist

E
Now, I’m tired now, can't you see?
C#m
All your light's always running away
 from me
A
I am bitter, but just know this
B
I will not feel ashamed to exist

[Instrumental]

E C#m A B
E C#m A B

[Otro]

A                     B           
Oh, what a waste of a beautiful 
 E B C#m G#m
mind
A                     B           
Oh, what a waste of a beautiful 
 E B C#m G#m
mind
        A                    
I said, oh, what a waste of a 
 B                 E B C#m G#m
perfectly good mind
   A                            
To teach it that its creator was 
 B                 E
never on its side