Holes

C#m B E  C#m B A  C#m B E  A

          E
There's a picture frame hangin' at the end of the hall
        A
Pile of dust on the floor where my fist met the drywall
          C#m B                       A
That's my MO, leavin' something broke everywhere I go Holes
          E
There's a rusty old truck door sittin' in a field
       A
That I filled full of buckshot every time i got
C#m                  B                         A
Mad at something over nothing didn't matter at all Holes

      E                A
In my life, down in my bones
        C#m    B     A
From my heart, to my soul

          E                                          A
There's a lonely space on the big brass bed where we first made love
                        C#m             B             A
And she laid head on my shoulder before I told it was over Holes
          E
There's a million conversations with my old man
                      A
'Bout who he was, and who I am
       C#m        B
That I never had, I just wouldn't listen
A
I just kept digging myself down in 'em holes

      E                A
In my life, down in my bones
        C#m    B     A
From my heart, to my soul Holes

C#m B E  C#m B A  C#m B E  B

       F#m
Well I woke up today, put the shovel down
A
Stepped out of my haze, took a look around
      F#m                  B           A
Saw a ray of light shining through the clouds
So I climbed out
             E
And I let it shine
           A
Down in my bones
        C#m    B                A
From my heart, right through my soul
            E  A
Through all my holes
                  C#m B E  C#m B A  C#m B E  B
Through all these holes

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