Cifras para Guitarra Colors

Tono:  A
                            
F
 
Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so
                              
C
                                              
G
 
You said your mother only smiled on her TV show
                          
F
                                                        
Dm
 
You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope
                        
Am
                                                          
G
 
I hope you make it to the day you're twenty-eight years old
                  
F
 
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise
                  
C
                                                    
G
 
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
                
F
                                                                
Dm
 
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
                          
Am
                                                            
G
 
And now i'm tearing through the pages and the ink
                                
F
 
Everything is blue, his pills, his hands, his jeans
                          
C
                                                      
G
 
And now i'm covered in the colors pull apart at the seams
                      
F
  
Dm
                      
Am
 
G
 
And it's bluuue, and it's bluuue
                                
F
 
Everything is grey, his hair, his smoke, his dreams
                            
C
                                                        
G
 
And now he's so devoid of color, he don't know what it means
                      
F
  
Dm
                      
Am
 
G
 
And it's bluuue, and it's bluuue
                        
F
 
You were a vision in the morning when the light came through
                        
C
                                                        
G
 
I know I've only felt religion when i've lied with you
                                  
F
                                                    
Dm
 
You said you'll never be forgiven till your boys are too
                              
Am
                                                      
G
 
And I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you
                  
F
 
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise
                  
C
                                                    
G
 
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
                
F
                                                                
Dm
 
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
                          
Am
                                                            
G
 
And now i'm tearing through the pages and the ink
                                
F
 
Everything is blue, his pills, his hands, his jeans
                          
C
                                                      
G
 
And now i'm covered in the colors pull apart at the seams
                      
F
  
Dm
                      
Am
 
G
 
And it's bluuue, and it's bluuue
                                
F
 
Everything is grey, his hair, his smoke, his dreams
                            
C
                                                        
G
 
And now he's so devoid of color, he don't know what it means
                      
F
  
Dm
                      
Am
 
G
 
And it's bluuue, and it's bluuue
Everything is blue