D     C    C           D
This old heart's been left
    D  C   C  C2
Out on my sleeve
G/B D       C      C          D
And I have paid as it's been rent
D     C          C  C2  G/B  D
Into pieces
       D   C         C    D
Seems everyone I've loved has
D       C         C   C2  G/B   D
Taken a bit of my insides
      D       C       C            D
I'm scattered as the woman whose body
     D             C             C   C2  G/B  D
Was torn for the twelve tribes

G                           D         C    C   D
When did my heart get so petrified
G                    D          C   C   D
When did it get so hard to feel
G                          D             C   C
When did my heart get so afraid to love
D            D           C    C    D
When did it get so hard

And the easy-living Gnostic proud
Use their knowledge
Like a wrecking ball to tear me down
Flooding me with their fallacies
I can't walk on this water
I'm starting to drown

D
Strike this rock with your rod
       C
I'll take the blows
D                         C
Till your living water begins to flow
D                      C
As it flowed from the man of sorrow's sides
D                     C
On that day when his body was torn for the twelve tribes
D
Was torn for the twelve tribes