Cifra de Lara Scrivens - Ribcage - Misc Originals
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Afinação: E A D G B ECapotraste: Sem capotraste
[Intro]
D G x2
[Verse]
D
Meters away your feet are pounding the floor your fingers
G
Tap on my ribcage knock on my ribcage
D
Hello how are you? No you’re not welcome inside
G
It’s really messy in here and I’ve got so much I’m tryna hide
D G
I’d let you in but you don’t know how easy my heart can break
And it’s a pain to clean up I’m still fixing my last mistake
There’s words all over the floor and motivations not my thing
So they can say there for now as long as I don’t let you in
My ideas always seem to miss where I’m aiming
G
Yesterday’s emotions are lying on the floor in a heap
D
My beds been witness to way too many breakdowns
I realise now, it’s been a while since I changed my sheets
D G
[Chorus]
So I’ll cut the blood-flow keep it tidy in here
And I’ll hold my breath just to stop you getting cold
Oh the room it rattles with every heartbeat, you don’t like red but it stains the carpet
This ribcage is too small for someone like you
[Verse]
Now you’re metres away and I’m stumbling backwards I’m
G
Staggering downhill back into the hole I just dug
D
You offer me a hand but I don’t want your help
G
Cause your hands always seem much worse than what I got dealt
D
This fall has crushed my lungs I’m winded
G
I can’t breathe in I cant get you out
D
And this fool that I’ve become is your fault
G
Cause now the sound of your voice is something I can’t live without
D G
[Chorus]
So I’ll cut the blood-flow keep it tidy in here
And I’ll hold my breath just to stop you getting cold
Oh the room it rattles with every heartbeat, you don’t like red but it stains the carpet
This ribcage is too small for someone like you
[Bridge]
And I miss the feel of the falling rain
Not caring if I get wet I think too much to feel the same
I think too much to feel the same
And I miss the risk of running a little too fast
I miss the risk of pushing a little too far and I’m scared
Of falling apart
[Chorus]
So I’ll cut the blood-flow keep it tidy in here
And I’ll hold my breath just to stop you getting cold
Oh the room it rattles with every heartbeat, you don’t like red but it stains the carpet
This ribcage is too small for someone like you