Tom: F
Introdução:
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If I hold on much
Dm
longer I might
Bb
break my hands I
F
must respect the
C
space you have but
Bb
you tread in my
F
lands And all things
C Bb
aside I know we both
know where we stand
F
I'm stuck here And
C
you're there and
Bb F C/E
that's it
Bb F Gm
let it go
Bb
This quicksand it
F C/E
pulls me under It
Bb
pulls me underneath
F
her And I'm learning
C
how to live with my
Bb
unintended consequences
F
While you're busy
C/E Bb
jumping fences Afraid
to stay in one
Bb C Bb
spot for too long
Bb
Biting the bait
Pulling me down
F
Telling myself
Gm
to rebuild and
Bb
rebound Yet always
hoping to see you
F Gm
my idea of safe and
Bb
sound But I'd rather
F
gamble lose all and
Gm
face death than fucking
Bb
rot here exhausted
F Gm
from this waste of breath
Bb
I always waste my breath
Bb
This quicksand it
F C/E
pulls me under It
Bb
pulls me underneath
F
her And I'm learning
C
how to live with my
Bb
unintended consequences
F
While you're busy
C/E Bb
jumping fences Afraid
to stay in one
Bb C Bb
spot for too long
Bb
I'm trying hard
F C/E
Real hard Everyday
C
not to lose
Dm
my temper
Bb
I'm trying hard
F C/E
Real hard Everyday
C
not to lose
Dm
my temper
Bb
I'm trying hard
F C/E
Real hard Everyday
C
not to lose
Dm
my temper
Bb
I'm trying hard
F C/E
Real hard Everyday
C
not to lose
Bb F C/E Cx2 Bb
my temper