BAD LUCK – Cold Bones chords
Chords:
[Verse 1]AGet me the fuck out of FloridaF#mGet me back to that parking lotELet me dwell in my run off thoughtsD AI'd be better off but not anywhereF#mI need wet feet and harsher airE DDivorced Mothers and bedrooms where I can lay my headAAnd the fact that I had even triedF#m E DTo change myself erase myself from stories that I wrote[Pre-Chorus]F#m E DTraits to fit a state that I knowF#m E DWas opposite but possibly homeBut this place isn't home [Chorus]A AD#|-----------------------------------------------------------|A#|-----------------------------------------------------------|F#|-------9h11--9----9-----------------9h11--9----9-----------|C#|---7/9---------11---11/9-7------7/9---------11---11/9-7/9--|G#|-0----------------------------0----------------------------|C#|-----------------------------------------------------------|D DD#|-----------------------------------------------------------|A#|-----------------------------------------------------------|F#|-------9h11--9----9-----------------9h11--9----9-----------|C#|---7/9---------11---11/9-7------7/9---------11---11/9-7/9--|G#|-----------------------------------------------------------|C#|-0----------------------------0----------------------------|[Verse 2]AGive me back city train tracks andF#mStolen cigarettes shared with friendsESchool yard fights and the understandingD AFrom parents that were misunderstoodF#mDespite their efforts of doing goodEI miss the dead grass and broken woodDThat surrounded the wholeAHouse that I would come to findF#m EWould represent the first thing I made and truly lovedD(It's not enough to)[Pre-Chorus]F#m E DChange what's in the back of my mindF#m E DDespite the things that I've grown to likeF#m E DAnd I know it's easier here to get by on my ownF#m E DBut I'd rather be in a hole at homeAnd this place isn't home [Chorus]A D Cold Bones, Cold BonesA D Cold Bones, Cold BonesF#m E D F#m E D Cold Bones, Cold Bones[Bridge]A F#mYou can't take the cold out of my bonesEWhen they're brittle and they're oldD AThey'll break and fall like snowF#m E DThick and heavily stick to a Long Island street untilADecaying and waiting forF#m E D3 months of growth to force new times to comeF#m E DBurning every inch of my skinF#m E DWaiting for the summer to endF#m E DAnd I'm not naive to the fact that the choice is my ownF#m E DJust right now I found something to growBut this place isn't home [Outro]A D Cold Bones, Cold BonesA D A Cold Bones, Cold BonesA AD#|-----------------------------------------------------------|A#|-----------------------------------------------------------|F#|-------9h11--9----9-----------------9h11--9----9-----------|C#|---7/9---------11---11/9-7------7/9---------11---11/9-7/9--|G#|-0----------------------------0----------------------------|C#|-----------------------------------------------------------|D D AD#|--------------------------------------------------------------|A#|--------------------------------------------------------------|F#|-------9h11--9----9-----------------9h11--9----9--------------|C#|---7/9---------11---11/9-7------7/9---------11---11/9-7/9--7--|G#|--------------------------------------------------------------|C#|-0----------------------------0-------------------------------|************************************ | x Dead note| h Hammer-on| / Slide up************************************