Bruised

(início)

Eb
I've got my things, I'm good to go
Gm
You met me at the terminal
Cm            Ab                Eb  Bb
Just one more plane ride and it's done
Eb
We stood like statues at the gate
Gm
Vacation's come and gone too late
Cm              Ab               Eb Bb
There's so much sun where I'm from
                                     Eb Gm Cm Ab
I had to give it away, had to give you away
Eb
And we spent four days on an
Gm
Island at your family's old hotel
Cm          Ab      Eb
Sometimes perfection can be
                  Bb          Ab
It can be perfect hell, perfect...
Eb                                     Bb
Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
Cm
For it to feel like this
                         Gm
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised
Eb                                         Bb
And don't fly fast. Oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last? This plane is all I got
    Cm
So keep it steady, now
                        Gm      Ab
Cause every inch you see is bruised
SOLO
BASE ( Eb Gm Cm Ab Eb Bb)
Eb
I lace my Chucks, I walk the aisle
Gm                           Cm
I take my pills, the babies cry
           Ab            Eb
All I hear is what's playing through
Bb
The in-flight radio
Eb
Now every word of every song
Gm                        Cm
I ever heard that made me wanna stay
Ab            Eb
Is what's playing through
     Bb                Eb
The in-flight radio, and I
      Gm               Cm  Ab
And I am, finally waking up
Eb                                     Bb
Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
Cm
For it to feel like this
                         Gm
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised
Eb                                    Bb
Don't fly fast. Oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last? This plane is all I got
    Cm
So keep it steady, now
                        Gm      Ab
Cause every inch you see is bruised, yeah
Eb
So read your books, but stay out late
     Gm                 Cm
Some nights, some nights, and don't think
                     Ab
That you can't stop by the bar
Eb                                        Gm
You haven't shown your face here since the bad news
Cm
Well I'm here till close, with fingers crossed
    Ab
Each night cause your place isn't far
Eb              Bb                        Cm  Gm
And hours pass, and hours pass, yeah, yeah...
Eb                               Bb
Yeah, yeah, she still counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
Cm
For it to feel like this
                         Gm
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised
Eb                                         Bb
And don't fly fast. Oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last? This plane is all I got
    Cm
So keep it steady, now
                        Gm      Ab
Cause every inch you see is bruised
Cause every inch you see is bruised, bruised, bruised