Tanner Thorne

F#m A Bm D F#m A Bm D F#m But I laugh when you lie A Ain’t much of a disguise Bm D I know cause you learned that from me F#m A The pull of the strings is an unfortunate thing Bm D And one can’t help but go where they lead F#m And though you said it would plague you A No more, No more Bm D Who are you kidding, I’ve been through your drawers F#m A The vintage you wore to the feast Bm Smelled the scent from your pores Bm Sleep, score, and repeat N.C. Sleep, score, and repeat N.C. (Oh, oh waiting by the floor at your feet) A And for some time Bm D The only thing that’s really mattered A Was getting by Bm D Well enough to climb that ladder A You’ll meet no dreams there Bm D No earthly forms A Where the men have killed the men Bm And the women have made no more D F#m A Bm D (4x) The women have made no more F#m A I’ve seen the scars on your wrist Bm D I know that you thought we’d do better than this F#m A Though you’re not really sure how we can Bm D When you stood the whole day with your head in your hands F#m A Well we lie and we backstab from Fresno to Flagstaff Bm D Slipped and we slept on floors that we swept with F#m Oh and the bad rap A And clung to the abstract Bm When everything else seemed a threat D When everything else seemed a threat (This is as good as it gets) A And for some time Bm D The only thing that’s really mattered A Is getting by Bm D Well enough to climb that ladder A You’ll meet no dreams there Bm D No earthly forms A Where the men have killed the men Bm And the women have made no more D The women have made no more F#m A Bm D (repeat 8x) A And for some time Bm D The only thing that’s really mattered A Was getting by Bm D Well enough to climb that ladder A You’ll meet no dreams there Bm D No earthly forms A Where the men have killed the men Bm And the women have made no more D The women have made no more A And for some time Bm D The only thing that’s really mattered A Was getting by Bm D Well enough to climb that ladder A You’ll meet no dreams there Bm D No earthly forms A Where the men have killed the men Bm And the women have made no more D The women have made no more A And for some time Bm D The only thing that’s really mattered A Was getting by Bm D Well enough to climb that ladder A You’ll meet no dreams there Bm Reap no rewards A And sometimes I see flowers Bm But most times just the thorns D A But most times just the thorns