Bastille - Flaws

When a^Cll of your flaws and all of my flaws Are l^Gaid out one by ^Amone A won^Cderful part of the mess that we made We p^Gick ourselves und^Amone

A^Cll of your flaws and all of my flaws They l^Gie there hand in h^Amand On^Ces we've inherited, ones that we learned They p^Gass from man to ^Amman

There's a h^Amole in my so^Ful I can't f^Cill it I can't fill ^Git There's a h^Amole in my so^Ful Can you f^Cill it? Can you fill i^Gt?

Y^Cou have always w^Forn your fl^Gaws upon your sl^Ameeve And ^CI have always b^Furied them de^Gep beneath the g^Amround Dig them u^Cp; let's f^Finish what we've s^Gtarted Dig them u^Cp, so n^Fothing's left unt^Gurned

^CAll of your flaws and all of my flaws, When t^Ghey have been exhu^Ammed We'll s^Cee that we need them to be who we are With^Gout them we'd be d^Amoomed

There's a h^Amole in my s^Foul I can't f^Cill it I can't fill ^Git There's a h^Amole in my s^Foul Can you f^Cill it? Can you fill ^Git?

Y^Cou have always w^Forn your fl^Gaws upon your sl^Ameeve And ^CI have always b^Furied them de^Gep beneath the g^Amround Dig them u^Cp; let's f^Finish what we've s^Gtarted Dig them u^Cp, so n^Fothing's left unt^Gurned