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[Verse 1]
C
When all of your flaws and all of my flaws
G Am
Are laid out one by one
C
A wonderful part of the mess that we made
G Am
We pick ourselves undone
C
All of your flaws and all of my flaws
G Am
They lie there hand in hand
C
Ones we've inherited, ones that we learned
G Am
They pass from man to man
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F
There's a hole in my soul
C G
I can't fill it I can't fill it
Am F
There's a hole in my soul
C G
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?
[Chorus]
C F G Am
You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
C F G Am
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
F C G
Dig them up; let's finish what we've started
F C G
Dig them up, so nothing's left unturned
[Verse 2]
C
All of your flaws and all of my flaws,
G Am
When they have been exhumed
C
We'll see that we need them to be who we are
G Am
Without them we'd be doomed
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F
There's a hole in my soul
C G
I can't fill it I can't fill it
Am F
There's a hole in my soul
C G
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?
[Chorus]
C F G Am
You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
C F G Am
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
F C G
Dig them up; let's finish what we've started
F C G
Dig them up, so nothing's left unturned
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