Damien Rice - What If Im Wrong

Am
we could wrestle with tomorrow
C
till tomorrow’s in the past
Dm7
cause i have torn apart what’s beautiful
F ( F/G )
to prove that nothing last
Am
i have stayed locked behind this door
C
to show there’s no way out
Dm7
i’ve got lost within the space between
F ( F/G )
the question and the doubt

Am ( you can add G on the first string )
on an ordinary day
F
in an ordinary way
Dm7
i have combed the cracks of virtue ,
F ( F/G )
for a place to lay the blame
Am
and i have hated , i have lied
F
been guilty and denied
Dm7
i’ve dismissed the ones who question me ,
F ( F/G )
declaring , “i Am right!”

Am C
what if i’m wrong?
Dm7 F ( F/G )
what if i’m wrong?

i have built a wall between what i believe and what is true
i have sacrificed the love i have for power over you
i have inflicted those who disagree and walked over the weak
i have placed a gun within the mouth of those who dare to speak

on an ordinary day
in an ordinary way
i have crushed the minds of children with extraordinary shame
i have carried on this war , though no one wins an endless fight
i have claimed that god is guiding me , and killed to prove i’m right

what if i’m wrong? ( 4x )

Em Am
is this soul worth saving at all?
Em Am
because if i lose my wings , then surely i must fall
Dm7 F ( F/G )
and god , thank . . for . .

C Am
we could wrestle with tomorrow till tomorrow’s in the past
Dm7
we could tear apart what’s beautiful
F ( F/G )
to prove that nothing last
we could stay locked behind the doors to show there’s no way out
we got lost within the space between the question and the doubt

Am
what if we’re wrong?