Chord Gitar Emmy the Great - A Bowl Collecting Blood Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar D)

It's almost there, enjoy.
 
 
C                           Am
Home is where I thought I was,
                  F
I must have been asleep,
                   G                  C
I saw you picking fists of red and green,
                      Am
And some of them you keep,
                    F
And some you throw away,
                   F
You always were a waste,
                        G
You take more than you need.
 
     C
Now I'm,
                    Am
Afraid to close my eyes,
                    F
The air is full of ice,
                   G                C
Reminds me of the winter in your smile.
                         Am
You looked for what was his,
                    F
Took what he would give,
                       F
Played 'til you were tired,
                    G
And when you'd had enough,
 
               F                                             G
You threw him out in the cold like a hair coming off of a brush,
               C                                           Am
When you were finished you know he was nobody else's to love,
       F                                    G
And I remember he told me every time you touched,
 
Your skin was like a bowl collecting blood.
 
             C
I know he's gone,
                Am
I know he went away,
                    F
I know he couldn't take,
                        G                C
The sight of all those bodies in your wake.
                      Am
You're pretty like a snake,
                        F
You're pretty like the ground,
 
'cause once you pull them in,
                               G
You know they're never coming out,
 
So shake another hip,
                           C
And then you take another scalp.
 
             F                                             G
And they go out in the cold like a hair coming off of a brush,
               C                                           Am
When you were finished you know he was nobody else's to love,
       F                                    G
And I remember he told me every time you touched,
                                      C
Your skin was like a bowl collecting blood.