Count the Saints Foxes
[Intro]
C D Em Am x2
[Verse 1]
If I cl[C]ose my eyes, will it co[D]me to life?
Is it so[Am]mething I'm dreaming [Bm]of?
If a st[C]eady head doesn't r[D]ule my heart,[Em]
will it l[Am]ead me to somewhere ha[C]ppy enough?
[Pre-Cborus 1]
And I'm a so[Em]rry soul in a si[Am]nful world[Bm]
(and you don't get o[C]ut alive)
If I m[D]eet myself in a h[Em]alf way home,[Am]
and I'll rem[Bm]ember the things you said.
[Cborus 1]
L[C]ove isn't always fai[D]r,
but that's no re[Em]ason to be so cr[G]uel to me.
H[Am]old on to what is the[G]re,
and count the sa[Em]ints. [D]
C D Em Am x2
[Verse 2]
There's a re[C]ason why we keep it a[D]ll inside.
To shield my h[Am]opes from the rai[Bm]ning sky,
then arr[C]ange it all into si[D]mple lines.[Em]
To be p[Am]art of a world where l[C]ove can reside.
[Pre-Cborus 2]
And the h[Em]opes I hold in my ca[Am]reful hands[Bm]
(and they don't get o[C]ut alive)
and I g[D]ave myself to an ho[Em]nest man[Am]
Who couldn't k[Bm]eep his promises.
[Cborus 2]
L[C]ove isn't always fai[D]r,
but that's no re[Em]ason to be so cr[G]uel to me.
H[Am]old on to what is the[G]re,
and count the sa[Em]ints.
And count the sai[D]nts,
and count the saints.
[Instrumental]
Em C G Am x4
[Outro Cborus]
L[C]ove isn't always fai[D]r,
but that's no re[Em]ason to be so cr[G]uel to me.
H[Am]old on to what is the[G]re,
and count the sa[Em]ints.
And count the sain[D]ts,
and count the sain[C]ts.
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