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