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