When all
of your flaws and
all of my flaws are
laid one by
one
wonderful part of the
mess we made
we
pick ourselves
undone
all of your flaws and
all of my flaws, they
lie there hand in
hand
ones we've inherited
ones that we learn
they
pass from man
to man
There's a
hole in my
soul
I can't
fill it, I can't fill
it
and there's a
hole in my
soul
Can you
fill it? Can you fill
it?
You have always
worn you
flaws upon your
sleeve
and
I have always
buried them
deep beneath the
ground
Let's
finish what we
started
so
nothing's left
untouched
All of your flaws and
all of my flaws, they
may have been
exhumed
We'll see that we need them
to be who we are
without them we'd be
doomed
Em c
There's a hole in my soul
I can't
fill it, I can't
fill it
and there's a
hole in my
soul
Can you
fill it? Can you fill
it?
You have always
worn you
flaws upon your
sleeve
and
I have always
buried them
deep beneath the
ground
let's
finish what we
started
so
nothing's left
untouched
When
all of your flaws and
all of my flaws are
counted ×2
You have always
worn you
flaws upon your
sleeve
And
I have always
buried them
deep beneath the
ground
let's
finish what we
started
so
nothing's left
undone
Ohhhhhh, Ohhhhhhh ohhhh
×2
All of your flaws and
all of my flaws are
laid one by
one
Look at the wonderful
mess that we made
We
pick ourselves
undone