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C G F
I've been scraped and I've been bruised
C G F
I never had a love like this to lose
C G F
Yeah!
C G F
Stealing your heart like an old t-shirt you'll never throw away
C G F
Living it up like old furniture, walked past every day.
C G F
Will you stay up with me long enough to hear me sing?
C G F
My voice ain't much, always wished it were prettier
Am
But I never could sit to learn
G F Am
It's all the same, wind up to hit and it fades
G F Am
The life the game, wind up to hit and it fades
F
It's me you carry, your gold-leaf obituary
C G
Woa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh, I know what they're saying about me
Am F
The faces are changing, the sentiment is rearranging
C G Am F Am F G
Woa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, they'll all have nightmares about me on my best days
C G F
I've been scraped and I've been bruised
C G F
I never had a love like this to lose
Am F
What did you think it was? Don't you get what you are?
C
The weight we're gonna' break free from and rise above
G Am
It's funny how those that don't do, speak tons
G F Am
It's all the same, wind up to hit and it fades
G F Am
The life the game, wind up to hit and it fades
F
It's me you carry, your gold-leaf obituary
C G
Woa-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh, I know what they're saying about me
Am F
The faces are changing, the sentiment is rearranging
C G Am F Am F G
Woa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, they'll all have nightmares about me on my best days
F Am F Am F G
Cheap bets and ankle weights
F Am F C G F
Full fledged disarray
F C G F
But they're our best days
F Am G F
What did you think they were?
Am G
To you it's all the same
F Am F Am F G
But I'm learning to let it fade
Am F
It's me you carry, your gold-leaf obituary
C G
Woa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, I know what they're saying about me
Am F
The faces are changing, the sentiment is rearranging
C G Am F C G
Woa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, they'll all have nightmares
F
About me
Written by Chris Browne/Erik Henning/Emmett Menke/Nate Morris/Jimmy Stadt