Bm I'm sitting on a ci A tadel
Bm Contemplating life
Making a po A int to waste my time
I'm walking on c D louds of w A hite
What if I fa D ll?
What if I do A n't?
What if I n G ever make it A home?
What if I b D leed?
What if I br A eak?
And I f G ind that I can't t A ake
The c Bm ity below the Citadel
Holding m A y own hand?
And I'm breaking on the balcony
Breaking window panes
Killing the pain of broken hearts
I'm walking on clouds
Walking on stars
What if I fall?
What if I don't?
What if I never make it home?
What if I bleed?
What if I break?
And I find that I can't take
The city below the Citadel
Holding my own hand?
I'm hol G ding on to something
It's kee D ping me from jumping
I'm G so afraid to do it a D lone
And ho G lding up this fortress
Wit D h imaginary forces
Lon G ging for a life down D below
What if I fall?
What if I don't?
What if I never make it home?
What if I bleed?
What if I break?
And I find that I can't take
The city below the Citadel
Holding my own hand?
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Anna Nalick
