F#m Bm Strain living with a name they get the best of me But I don't walk away F#m I don't complain I got much to gain Bm so they keep testing me And I keep feeding their face They could go off and hit the road and what would I care Hell I ain't going nowhere I got the reigns and courage I was made of And they've got fake love Chorus: D F#m So I know I must show it's my show G Bm I must go with my soul D F#m Not my hand where I stand G Bm It's my role, it's my soul Pearls and necklaces and girls and all the pretty things I ain't seeking to have It's safe to say if I don't get this out of me I might quite easily End up dead or just mad Cross my t's and try to dot my i's But that's just blinding me and I ain't living that way I roll my sleeves to make a better man of me or I might easily Just give up on this show Chorus: It's my show I must go with my soul Not my hand where I stand It's my role, it's my soul I must show it's my show I must go with my soul Not my hand where I stand It's my role, it's my soul I must show it's my show | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsD F#m G Bm |