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

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