Garden State Chords

Garden State - Senses Fail
 
Chords Used
(Bm, D, A, G)
 
Bm
The Garden State 
D                   A           Bm
Has never looked so pitiful and grey
                  D       A   G
As I awake to the garbage men today
  Bm             D             A
I hope they take all of my old mistakes
       G       Bm      D          A     G
'Cause I can't seem to shake them on my own
 
Bm
My head, it spins
D                  A               Bm
When I look at the mirror and spit at 
                   D       A       G
The man I see with anchors for his eyes
  Bm       D             A
I build my castles up in the sky
   G       Bm          D    A         G
So when it rains, they melt away with shame
 
Bm
Here I am 
D                   A
Looking down at the bottom of the glass
        G
Is this all my fault that 
  Bm               D
I need a sign like shooting stars
   A
To help connect the dots 
            G
and turn my cuts into scars?
 
Bm               D
All of my fears 
                         A          Bm
are kept in check by the medicine I take
                                     D      A  G
All of the guards are scared there’s rumors of dissent.
      Bm        D          A
There will be a riot in my heart soon
   G        Bm D           A    G
It wants to be beneath the open sky
 
Bm
Here I am 
D                   A
Looking down at the bottom of the glass
        G
Is this all my fault that 
  Bm               D
I need a sign like shooting stars
   A
To help connect the dots 
            G
and turn my cuts into scars?
 
Bm     D       A            G
My regrets are what keep me still alive,
Bm     G       D      A       G
I need to make up for all the lies.
Bm     D       A            G
My regrets are what keep me still alive,
Bm     G       D      A       G
I need to make up for all the lies.
 
Bm
Here I am 
D                   A
Looking down at the bottom of the glass
        G
Is this all my fault that 
  Bm               D
I need a sign like shooting stars
   A
To help connect the dots 
            G
and turn my cuts into scars?
 
Bm
Here I am 
D                   A
Looking down at the bottom of the glass
        G
Is this all my fault that 
  Bm               D
I need a sign like shooting stars
   A
To help connect the dots 
            G
and turn my cuts into scars?
 
Bm     D       A            G
My regrets are what keep me still alive,
Bm     G       D      A       G
I need to make up for all the lies.
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