Verse
G#
Get me the fuck out of Florida
Fm
Get me back to that parking lot
D#
Let me dwell in my run off thoughts
C# G#
I'd be better off but not anywhere
Fm
I need wet feet and harsher air
D# C#
Divorced Mothers and bedrooms where I can lay my head
G#
And the fact that I had even tried
Fm D# C#
To change myself erase myself from stories that I wrote
[Pre-Chorus]
Fm D# C#
Traits to fit a state that I know
Fm D# C#
Was opposite but possibly home
But this place isn't home
[Chorus]
G# G#
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C#|-----------------------------------------------------------|
C# C#
D#|-----------------------------------------------------------|
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F#|-------9h11--9----9-----------------9h11--9----9-----------|
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G#|-----------------------------------------------------------|
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[Verse 2]
G#
Give me back city train tracks and
Fm
Stolen cigarettes shared with friends
D#
School yard fights and the understanding
C# G#
From parents that were misunderstood
Fm
Despite their efforts of doing good
D#
I miss the dead grass and broken wood
C#
That surrounded the whole
G#
House that I would come to find
Fm D#
Would represent the first thing I made and truly loved
C#
(It's not enough to)
[Pre-Chorus]
Fm D# C#
Change what's in the back of my mind
Fm D# C#
Despite the things that I've grown to like
Fm D# C#
And I know it's easier here to get by on my own
Fm D# C#
But I'd rather be in a hole at home
And this place isn't home
[Chorus]
G# C#
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
G# C#
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
Fm D# C# Fm D# C#
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
[Bridge]
G# Fm
You can't take the cold out of my bones
D#
When they're brittle and they're old
C# G#
They'll break and fall like snow
Fm D# C#
Thick and heavily stick to a Long Island street until
G#
Decaying and waiting for
Fm D# C#
3 months of growth to force new times to come
Fm D# C#
Burning every inch of my skin
Fm D# C#
Waiting for the summer to end
Fm D# C#
And I'm not naive to the fact that the choice is my own
Fm D# C#
Just right now I found something to grow
But this place isn't home
[Outro]
G# C#
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
G# C# G#
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
G# G#
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G#|-0----------------------------0----------------------------|
C#|-----------------------------------------------------------|
C# C# G#
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C#|---7/9---------11---11/9-7------7/9---------11---11/9-7/9--7--|
G#|--------------------------------------------------------------|
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| x Dead note
| h Hammer-on
| / Slide up