Tom: C
C Am
I never really cared too much about my teacher
G Am
I guess she never cared about me
C Am
Looking back i never had that much to offer
G Am
What you saw is what you got from me
C Am
Ive always had this thing about acceptance
G Am
All the lectures that we overcome
C Am
Taking hold of the demise of my existance
G Am
I wont be locked up in this uniform
[Chorus]
Am G
Hiding in my sanctuary,
Am
running from the lost boys
G
In the alcoves of the halls
Am
Penning down my inner voice
[Verse]
C Am
I suppose i should have listened to my mother
G Am
She never criticised
C Am
Even so i could have done without the bother
G Am
Humiliations and the whispered lies
C Am
Im still haunted by the thoughts of my redemption
G Am
Imotions have a hold on me
C Am
All i want is something to believe in
G Am
And someone to believe in me
[Chorus]
Am G
Hiding in my sanctuary
Am
Running from the lost boys
G
In the alcoves of the halls
Am
Tell me can you hear my voice
G Am
Tell me can you hear my voice
