Intro:
A C#m D A C#m D
A F F#m D A/C#
A F F#m D A/C#
A
verse 1:
G E
We're all a little messed
A
up in our own ways
F#m G
And we always will be
E A A
marking days on prison walls
G E
Every time you think that
A
maybe there's a chance
F#m
for redemption
G
Don't hold tight onto
your own breath
D
Before you know
E
there's nothing left
A
There's nothing left
E/G#
in your memories
F#m
That has a thing
D
to do with me
Bm
Or where I've been
D
for all these years
Bm
Grinding smiles
E
and forcing gears
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