Iris 

C#m 
I liked the way my hand looked on your head 
F# 
In the presence of my knuckles 
C#m 
But the beauty of this vision alone 
Just like yesterday's sunset 
F# 
Has been perverted by the sentimental 
And mistaken for love 
E F# 
The felix of your truth will always break it 
And the iris of your eye will always shake it 
And the armies, the armies I have created 
A 
Will always hate it 
B 
Will always bait you on 

I liked the way my hand looked on your head 
In the presence of my struggle 
But the beauty of this vision alone 
I can't shake from my tree just yet 
It keeps invading all my private moments 
Listen to me now 

F# B F# 
Do not see their flags 
Do not see their flags 
E 
Do not see their flags 
A 
Do not see their flags 
E 
Deep inside my head 
A 
Do not see their flags 

E A 
The felix of your truth will always break it 
And the iris of your eye will always shake it 
And the armies, the armies I have created 
Will always hate it, will always bait you on 
F# C#m 
Do not see their flags