Drawing The Line

Intro: Am

Am
Camphor crossed with lace, it is the witching hour
    C
Cinematic but crude
Am
Teasing all my feelings out, you move away
           Fmaj7
It seems so natural to you

Am
Still siren, climbing up the victory tower
             C
Like there's something left to prove
Am
I trap the beads of sweat that run between my eyes
             Fmaj7
And free the fever to move

C
I'm drawing the line, I'm drawing the line
                                    G
I'm drawing the line, I draw the line
    Em            C
And I have my pride

I'm taking control, I'm taking control
                                     G
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
    Em           C
And I save my soul

I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
                                         G
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
    Em             C
And I have no doubt

(And then it goes like this.. )

Dreamt the sound of scissors, cutting stitches out
Then discarding the used
Recording all my problems onto memory cards
Your compassion unmoved

Onto others what they always do to you
The most twisted of your rules
Distill malaise and photograph the hole it leaves
Running out a copy for you

I'm drawing the line, I'm drawing the line
I'm drawing the line, I draw the line
And I have my pride
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
And I save my soul
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
And I have no doubt