Ezra Bell - Tanner thorne

But I l^F#maugh when you lie Ain’t m^Auch of a disguise I k^Bmnow cause you learned that from ^Dme The p^F#mull of the strings is an ^Aunfortunate thing And one c^Bman’t help but go where they l^Dead And t^F#mhough you said it would plague you No ^Amore, No more W^Bmho are you kidding, I’ve b^Deen through your drawers The v^F#mintage you wore to the fe^Aast Smelled the s^Bmcent from your pores Sleep, s^Bmcore, and repeat Sleep, s^N.C.core, and repeat (Oh, oh w^N.C.aiting by the floor at your feet)

^AAnd for some time The o^Bmnly thing that’s really ma^Dttered Was ge^Atting by W^Bmell enough to c^Dlimb that ladder Y^Aou’ll meet no dreams there N^Bmo earthly fo^Drms Where the m^Aen have killed the men And the w^Bmomen have made no more D F#m A Bm D (x4) The women have made no more

I^F#m’ve seen the scars on your w^Arist I k^Bmnow that you thought we’d do be^Dtter than this Though you’re ^F#mnot really sure how we c^Aan When you s^Bmtood the whole day with your h^Dead in your hands Well we ^F#mlie and we backstab from F^Aresno to Flagstaff Sl^Bmipped and we slept on fl^Doors that we swept with O^F#mh and the bad rap And c^Alung to the abstract When ev^Bmerything else seemed a threat When eve^Drything else seemed a threat

^AAnd for some time The o^Bmnly thing that’s r^Deally mattered Is ge^Atting by W^Bmell enough to cl^Dimb that ladder Yo^Au’ll meet no dreams there N^Bmo earthly f^Dorms Where the m^Aen have killed the men And the w^Bmomen have made no more The w^Domen have made no more

A^And for some time The o^Bmnly thing that’s r^Deally mattered Was get^Ating by W^Bmell enough to cli^Dmb that ladder Yo^Au’ll meet no dreams there N^Bmo earthly for^Dms Where the m^Aen have killed the men And the w^Bmomen have made no more The wo^Dmen have made no more

A^And for some time The o^Bmnly thing that’s r^Deally mattered Was ge^Atting by W^Bmell enough to cli^Dmb that ladder Y^Aou’ll meet no dreams there N^Bmo earthly f^Dorms Where the m^Aen have killed the men And the w^Bmomen have made no more The w^Domen have made no more

A^And for some time The o^Bmnly thing that’s really m^Dattered Was ge^Atting by W^Bmell enough to cl^Dimb that ladder Y^Aou’ll meet no dreams there R^Bmeap no rewards And s^Aometimes I see flowers But m^Bmost times just the thorns But m^Dost times just the thorns ^A