Cifras
Cut Your Bangs

Tom: D

Introdução: D    G    D    Bm    

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D                                                      G                                                    D                                                                 G                                                            D  
Last night I saw your face in the hallowed light. You were standing taller than the mountain side.
                                          G                                                              D                                                                    Bm                              A  
Your long hair flowed down in blues and whites. I just stood there, bathed in the quiet.
Bm                                                                    G                                                      Bm                                                      G                                 A            Bm  
No, you say youll cut your bangs, Im calling your bluff. When you lie to me its in the small stuff.
Bm                                                                    G                                                         Bm                                                      G                                 A            D  
No, you say youll cut your bangs, Im calling your bluff. When you lie to me its in the small stuff.
                                                  G                                                    D                                                              G                                                            D  
Now your mouth is foaming like a rabid dog, and where the river flowed is now a clouded fog.
                                                                  G                                                         D                                                                         Bm                              A  
Your teeth are gnashing louder than your monologue, and I just stood there, bathed in the quiet.
Chorus
                                                G                                                 D                                                                                 G                                                            D  
Now the flesh is melting off of your bones. The maggots around your heart make themselves at home.
                                             G                                         D                                                                    Bm                              A  
Where the river flowed I am left alone. I just stood there, bathed in the quiet.
Chorus
        D  G3x  D  Bm  D