The Gray House

Intro Em G D Em [Verso 1] Em G Oh, God, He made the moon D Em But you're the one that hung it and put your picture on it G Oh, fire, it's burning blue D Em D A match mighta spread it, but you're the one that fed it [Pré-Refrão] A Em No, I don't regret it A Damn right, I said it [Refrão] Em G Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose D C Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like hickory smoke Em G I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price D Am Em You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride [Verso 2] Em G Oh, night, it grows so cold D Em A lotta darkness to it, but we cut right through it G Oh, time, it's quicksand cruel D C And like the final grain in the hourglass, we'll be holding on like fools [Refrão] Em G Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose D C Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like hickory smoke Em G I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price D Am Em G D C You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride Em Now I'm living for the ride