Manchester Orchestra - Girl with broken wings

On a ^Dporch she will sit Light a^Bmnother cigarette And take a ^Gsip of any^Athing that makes it ^Drigh^Dsus4t ^D She’s out^Dside, tryin’ne hide from the ^Bmfight just inside, Where her ^Gmom and her d^Aad destroy each ^Dother. And on the ^Dphone she will call Every ^Bmboy, yeah, one and all They will ^Gtouch her in ^Aall the right ^Dplaces^{Dsus2 D} And in her ^Droom, she will slide Down the ^Bmbed and try to fly, And she will ^Gfall once ag^Aain for the feel^Ding.

And as he ^Ggrabs her brown ^Bmhair, She is ^Dfaking. That the ^Gfeeling he ^Bmgives her is ^Dreal As the ^Gfloor under^Bmneath the bed is ^DBreak^Aing in ^Gtwo She will ^Bmfinish what she ^Astarts with “^GI love ^Dyou” ^{Dsus4 D}

So from her ^Dhead to her toes, Nervous ^Bmhands and runny nose, All of ^Gthis just for ^Aone night of fee^Dling And in her ^Dears she will hear All the ^Bmthings that hide her fears Of dying ^Gyoung and making ^Aplans for the f^Duture And all the ^Dmarks on her arms Symbol^Bmize a fractured heart And all the ^Gboys that were ^Asmart Left her al^Done So from the ^Droof, she will fly 50 ^Bmfeet down the side Of the ^Ghouse where she ^Aonce was ha^Dppy

Yeah is ^Gtrue, she’s a^Bmware She is ^Dbreaking Yeah it’s ^Gtrue, she can’t ^Bmdo any^Dthing In her ^Gblue under^Bmwear She is t^Dhink^Aing ^Ghow In ^BmJesus’ precious n^Aame ^GShe got ^Dhere.

Yeah it’s ^Gsad but it’s ^Bmtrue She is ^Dending But for ^Gnow, she will ^Bmpray for some ^Dwings On a ^Gblack Cadil^Bmlac she is ^Dland^Aing ^Ghard But her ^Bmparents’ biggest ^Aworry ^Gis the ^Dcar.

So ^F#mlie, ^Gla, Lie, la, la, ^Dlie, la, la, So ^F#lie, ^Gla, Lie, la, la, ^Dla, la, la, la ^F#mLie, l^Ga, Lie, la, la, ^Dla, la, la, la ^BmLa, ^Ala, ^Gla, ^Dla