Misc Originals – Avery Miller - With The Petals (Guitar)

     C                Dm       Am
I've spent my life in this old room

     Dm                   Am       G
with dying flowers on the chest of drawers

    Dm                  Am
And too many books left on the shelf

             Dm
but with the falling petals

  G        C
I wish you well

Dm         C          G     C
These four walls I've lived inside

   Dm     C      G         C
my memories fade balck and white

    Dm      Am     C          Am
sometimes I try to catch them all

F          Am       G       C
as they're slipping out the door

   Dm      C         G         C
Maybe it's best they stay that way

  Dm C       G    C
so I too can fade away

     C                Dm       Am
I've spent my life in this old room

     Dm                   Am       G
with dying flowers on the chest of drawers

   Dm              Am             C
As plastic candles burn the house down

             Dm
but with the ashen petals

G    C
I am bound

Dm         C        G         C
Blue white pink and shades of grey

      Dm            C      G      C
these walls seem to change day by day

         Dm           Am            C        Am
and I'll smile at the mirror as the sun goes down

F            Am          G     C
Knowing that in my tears I may drown

    Dm    C         G     C
The woman inside me hides away

    Dm    C     G        C
Afraid of being hurt someday

     C                Dm       Am
I've spent my life in this old room

     Dm                   Am       G
with dying flowers on the chest of drawers

     Dm                Am     C
A reminder of those we left behind

             Dm
but with the falling petals

  G   C
I hit rewind

  Dm    C      G      C
I lie awake in bed at night

Dm    C      G       C
wondering if I'll be alright

    Dm          Am   C     Am
the light in my soul fades away

F           Am      G           C
sometimes I wish it wasn't that way

Dm        C            G           C
I'll keep hold of what little I've got

Dm         C           G      C
All I have left, these broken thoughts

     C                Dm       Am
I've spent my life in this old room

     Dm                   Am       G
with dying flowers on the chest of drawers

         Dm              Am      C
And I've too many things left to say

             Dm
but with the fallen petals

  G    C
I blow away