Flaw In Design

Part 1 Db F7 What are you meant to do Bbm When all those people who were Gb There for you Db Are all gone? F7 Bbm You buried them alive Gb Db And straight inside you went And cocked the gun F7 Bbm Shot three times Gb And straight inside you went Db Sit with your silence F7 Wait for a call Bbm Regret their compliance Gb As you sit with it all Db You'll sit without silence F7 As your phone rings from a call Bbm Regret their defiance Gb As you sit with them all Db You say that's how the story went But I won't buy it F7 Even if you showed up at my doorstep You're lyin Bbm I'll ask the corpse with a wound to the dome Gb Buried under the porch of your childhood home Db And when she tells the story of You gettin' high and F7 The origin of your lack of thrivin Bbm I'll hit the snooze and return to the dream Gb Where I was your fool and that wound was for me Db And you call it what you want But don't leave it up to me F7 'Cause the reoccurring haunt Of you appears to be Bbm A flaw in design Gb A man-made error A name of mine was A Chronic Starer Interlude Db F7 Bbm Gb Part 2 Db I'll let you off the hook F7 If you promise not to lie Bbm I'll let you off the hook Gb If you'd just come straight inside Db Send my apologies for (I'll let you, I'll let you) F7 The times I got behind (I'll let you, I'll let you) Bbm The things that I don't need, and (I'd let you, I'd let you, I'd let you, I'll let you) Gb The things she tried to hide (I'll let you, I'll let you, I'll let you, I love you) Db I'll ask the corpse with a wound to the dome F7 Buried under the porch of your childhood home, and Bbm I'll hit the snooze and return to the dream where Gb I was your fool and that wound was for me Db F7 A flaw in design, a man-made error A name of mine was A Chronic Starer Bbm Gb A flaw of mine, maybe user-error I know I'm just a chronic starer