Emily Kinney - Holding your hand in nashville

We got pro^Bblems to figure out We got ^G#mhabits we need to ch^Eange We got a w^Bhole world pushing you and me to^Emaj7 rearrange But when it’s q^Buiet, when it’s dark When I ^Emaj7match my breath to the beat of my heart And when I’m p^Braying for answers It always comes the ^Emaj7same My p^Bhone lights up Baby, it’s your ^Emaj7name

And I’ve been ^Bdrinking, but I got no buzz And all the g^Emaj7litter just looks like dust Ju^Bne gloom, gray day I wish that it were ^Eblue God, I wish I were w^Bith you

I took the l^East flight, late-night, LAX Tried my best to ^Bget some sleep We’ve been k^Eeeping our distance ^ESkimming the surface But it’s clear I’^C#mm in real deep Tried to c^Elose the case, the tears on my face And my f^C#mriends are sure we’re a done deal But here I ^F#am again Holding your hand in Nas^Bhville

I think some sunshine coul^Bd do you good But you don’t wanna ^Edo what I ^Emaj7think you should And now we’re w^Balking 'round Lockeland Springs to happy^E hou^Emaj7r God, I wish this were fo^Brever

And now we’re drinking til^Bl we’re unstable And now I’m c^Erying at the ^Emaj7table W^Bindow’s down, hair messed up in the passeng^Emaj7er seat^E You’re still the one to b^Beat

I took the ^Elast flight, late-night, LAX Tried my best to ^Bget some sleep We’ve been k^Eeeping our distance S^Ekimming the surface But it’s clear I’m^C#m in real deep Tried to c^Elose the case, the tears on my face And my f^C#mriends are sure we’re a done deal But here I ^F#am again Holding your hand in Nas^Bhville

O^Ehh-^C#moh, o^Ehh O^Ehh-^C#moh, o^Ehh

Running Sh^Eelby Hills through anot^C#mher season Can’t stop ^Emyself, can’t s^C#mtand to reason And I can^F#’t help the way I feel S^C#mo here I am again H^F#olding your hand in N^Bashville