Cifra de The Bad Parts - From Indian Lakes
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Primeiro acorde: F 5 acordes identificados
Intro: F
F
Lover, have you solved your love today?
And you've been running around trying to figure it out
But you don't need this anymore
F
And lovers you gave your hearts away
And you've been coming around trying to hold me down
But you can't keep me anymore
When you're close enough to whisper in my ear
But I can't reach you anymore
When you close me off and turn away
I feel like I could die
F Dm
When we cling to it, when we hold it too close
It gets away from us, and we've started to grow old
When it's creeping in, and we've nowhere to hide
We try to love again, we'll try to love again
F
And you've been holed up in a house
And they've been coming at your gates
And you've been holding your ground
But you can't hold this anymore
When you're close enough to whisper in my ear
But I can't reach you anymore
When you close me off and turn away
I feel like I keep falling down
F Dm
When we cling to it, when we hold it too close
It gets away from us, and we've started to grow old
When it's creeping in, and we've nowhere to hide
We try to love again, we'll try to love again
F
And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me
F Dm Bb
And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me
F Dm Bb
And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me
F Dm Bb
And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me
(when we cling to it, when we hold it too close, it gets away from us, and we've started to grow old)
F Dm Bb
And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me
(When it's creeping in, and we've nowhere to hide, we try to love again, we'll try to love again)
F Dm Bb
And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me
(when we cling to it, when we hold it too close, it gets away from us, and we've started to grow old)
F Dm Bb
And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me
(When it's creeping in, and we've nowhere to hide, we try to love again, we'll try to love again)
Ends with an F.