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- 



[Refrão]
 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- 


[Refrão]
 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)