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