Senses Fail – Garden State (Guitar)

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Chords Used (Bm, D, A, G)
Bm
The Garden State 

D                   A           Bm
Has never looked so pitiful and grey

                  D       A   G
As I awake to the garbage men today

  Bm             D             A
I hope they take all of my old mistakes

       G       Bm      D          A     G
'Cause I can't seem to shake them on my own

Bm
My head, it spins

D                  A               Bm
When I look at the mirror and spit at 

                   D       A       G
The man I see with anchors for his eyes

  Bm       D             A
I build my castles up in the sky

   G       Bm          D    A         G
So when it rains, they melt away with shame

Bm
Here I am 

D                   A
Looking down at the bottom of the glass

        G
Is this all my fault that 

  Bm               D
I need a sign like shooting stars

   A
To help connect the dots 

            G         
and turn my cuts into scars?

Bm               D
All of my fears 

                         A          Bm
are kept in check by the medicine I take

                                     D      A  G
All of the guards are scared there’s rumors of dissent.

      Bm        D          A
There will be a riot in my heart soon

   G        Bm D           A    G
It wants to be beneath the open sky

Bm
Here I am 

D                   A
Looking down at the bottom of the glass

        G
Is this all my fault that 

  Bm               D
I need a sign like shooting stars

   A
To help connect the dots 

            G         
and turn my cuts into scars?

Bm     D       A            G
My regrets are what keep me still alive,

Bm     G       D      A       G
I need to make up for all the lies.

Bm     D       A            G
My regrets are what keep me still alive,

Bm     G       D      A       G
I need to make up for all the lies.

Bm
Here I am 

D                   A
Looking down at the bottom of the glass

        G
Is this all my fault that 

  Bm               D
I need a sign like shooting stars

   A
To help connect the dots 

            G         
and turn my cuts into scars?

Bm
Here I am 

D                   A
Looking down at the bottom of the glass

        G
Is this all my fault that 

  Bm               D
I need a sign like shooting stars

   A
To help connect the dots 

            G         
and turn my cuts into scars?

Bm     D       A            G
My regrets are what keep me still alive,

Bm     G       D      A       G
I need to make up for all the lies.