WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Bad Luck - Cold Bones Chords | Ver. 1
[Verse 1]
A
Get me the f**k out of Florida
F#m
Get me back to that parking lot
E
Let me dwell in my run off thoughts
D A
I'd be better off but not anywhere
F#m
I need wet feet and harsher air
E D
Divorced Mothers and bedrooms where I can lay my head
A
And the fact that I had even tried
F#m E D
To change myself erase myself from stories that I wrote
[Pre-Chorus]
F#m E D
Traits to fit a state that I know
F#m E D
Was opposite but possibly home
But this place isn't home
[Chorus]
A A
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D D
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[Verse 2]
A
Give me back city train tracks and
F#m
Stolen cigarettes shared with friends
E
School yard fights and the understanding
D A
From parents that were misunderstood
F#m
Despite their efforts of doing good
E
I miss the dead grass and broken wood
D
That surrounded the whole
A
House that I would come to find
F#m E
Would represent the first thing I made and truly loved
D
(It's not enough to)
[Pre-Chorus]
F#m E D
Change what's in the back of my mind
F#m E D
Despite the things that I've grown to like
F#m E D
And I know it's easier here to get by on my own
F#m E D
But I'd rather be in a hole at home
And this place isn't home
[Chorus]
A D
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
A D
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
F#m E D F#m E D
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
[Bridge]
A F#m
You can't take the cold out of my bones
E
When they're brittle and they're old
D A
They'll break and fall like snow
F#m E D
Thick and heavily stick to a Long Island street until
A
Decaying and waiting for
F#m E D
3 months of growth to force new times to come
F#m E D
Burning every inch of my skin
F#m E D
Waiting for the summer to end
F#m E D
And I'm not naive to the fact that the choice is my own
F#m E D
Just right now I found something to grow
But this place isn't home
[Outro]
A D
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
A D A
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
A A
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D D A
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