Lori McKenna – Confetti (Guitar)

Capo 4
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[Intro] C [Verse 1]
                                  Dm7
The number to the house is on the door

    C                          F
But every time you open it, as if you are not sure

   G                     F
If you even live here anymore

   C
Anymore
[Verse 2]
                                  Dm7
Well, I know what you're about to say

  C                            F
I know that look there on your face

        G                         F
But I'm tired of reading your mind this way

                C
So why don't you say it
[Chorus]
       F
You're tearing me up inside, tearing me up inside

              C
It feels like something in me died, feels like something in me died

Dm7                            C
All of the bright colours that lived inside of me

             F
Are now just tiny little pieces of what we used to be

                            C
And it just feels like - confetti
[Verse 3]
                                Dm7
Well, I remember on our wedding day

C                                    F
Thinking how all those flowers would all just fade away

       G                  F
And it seemed like such a waste

   C
Of beauty
[Chorus]
               F
And now you're tearing me up inside, tearing me up inside

              C
It feels like something in me died, feels like something in me died

Dm7                            C
All of the bright colours that lived inside of me

             F
Are now just tiny little pieces of what we used to be

                            C       Am
And it just feels like - confetti

   C       Am
Confetti
[Bridge]
    C          F
But isn't it a crying shame

     Am
That nothing ever stays the same?

        F
I can't fit into that wedding dress
Or be twenty-three again
           G 
But you're looking at me now

                           C
Like you don't know who I am
[Chorus]
         F
And it's tearing me up inside

Dm7                            C
All of the bright colours that lived inside of me

             F
Are now just tiny little pieces of who I used to be

                            C
And it just feels like - confetti
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