Leeches(Chords)

	        

Verse 1:
Bbm                  F 
Leeches surrounded, conscience is throbbing 
            Ab                        Eb 
They can't sleep at night, hold their pillows tight 
Gb                          F            Bbm 
Caught in the rivers of the tears that I cried 
Bbm                       F 
Bountiful harvest, they flock to my garden 
            Ab                Eb 
Push their way inside, I go run and hide 
Gb                                  F         Bbm   F 
They lift all the covers, pull me into their sight 

Pre-Chorus
Ab         Eb 
Slimy and superficial 
Gb7M            F7 
Straining their artificial 
Bbm           F7 
 Yapping to seem official 
Ab          Eb         Gb7M         F 
Making it beneficial to their cause 



Bbm                         F 
   How much blood can you draw with your claws 
          Ab 
From a flesh that's not yours? 
     Eb                    Gb7M  
My hands aren't yours, and gnaw on my bones 
                   F7       Bbm         F7 
No marrow left to keep you enthralled 
                     Ab              Eb Gb7M  F7 
I guess that is the luck of the draw 

 
Verse 2:
Bbm                            F 
Let all their friends in, the enemy's present 
             Ab                        Eb 
They don't think too hard about your fragile heart 
Gb                                  F      Bbm 
They eat off the table that you set, so you starve 
Bbm                             F 
Stop all your breathing, no, don't let them see you 
          Ab               Eb 
They find any way just to make you stay 
Gb                                         F      Bbm   F 
Right where they want you, in their piss-covered games 


Pre-Chorus
Ab         Eb 
Slimy and superficial 
Gb7M            F7 
Straining their artificial 
Bbm           F7 
 Yapping to seem official 
Ab          Eb         Gb7M         F 
Making it beneficial to their cause 


Bbm                         F 
   How much blood can you draw with your claws 
          Ab 
From a flesh that's not yours? 
     Eb                    Gb7M  
My hands aren't yours, and gnaw on my bones 
                   F7       Bbm         F7 
No marrow left to keep you enthralled 
                     Ab              Eb 
I guess that is the luck of the draw 


Final Gb7M  F7  Bbm
	        

Written by Melanie Martinez