Flaws Chords

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