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