One Day The Only Butterflies Left Will Be In Your Chest As You March Towards Your Death Cifras

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Fmaj7 x87555
Am/C  877555
Bm7b5 7,8,7,7,10,x
 
 
[Intro]
    Am   G
Ooh-ooh, ooh
    C    F
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
    Am   G
Ooh-ooh, ooh
    C             F
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
 
 
[Verse 1]
Am                         G                         C    F
On the verge of no return, why'd you keep fucking it up?
      Am                          G                                 F
Don't wanna have to bury you, but nothing seems to get through your skull
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One day the only butterflies left will be in your chest
       C                                   F
as you march towards your death, breathing your last breath
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I hate to say "I told you so," but look how the bruises show
 
 
[Chorus]
         F                               Am                            G
Tell me, how is it gonna feel without my arms wrapped around, wrapped around you?
       F                           Am                           G       Em
Bet it feels pretty real when your skin starts to peel from the bone
                     F                      Am
You were dead to the world, now I'm dead to you
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Haunting your own house, nothing to lose
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How did I let you sink your fangs so deep? Ah
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You know you can't breathe on your own
 
 
[Verse 2]
Am                          G                       C    F
Past the point of rescuing, why'd I keep pushing my luck?
    Am                             G                  F
The hole I wore into your soul has got too big to overlook
            Am                         G
One day the only butterflies left will be in our chests
      C                                  F
as we march towards our death, breathing our last breath
  Am                           G                        F
I thought we had a future, but we ain't got a chance in hell
 
 
[Chorus]
            F                               Am                            G
So tell me, how is it gonna feel without my arms wrapped around, wrapped around you?
       F                           Am                           G       Em
Bet it feels pretty real when your skin starts to peel from the bone
                     F                      Am
You were dead to the world, now I'm dead to you
              G
Haunting your own house, nothing to lose
  F                 Am              G
I let you sink your fangs so deep, aah
                        Am          Am/G#  Fmaj7  E  Dm7  Am/C
You know you can't breathe on your own
Bm7b5       E    Am         Am/G#  Fmaj7  E  Dm7  Am/C  Bm7b5  E
How can you breathe on your own?
 
 
[Outro]
            Am    Am/G#  Fmaj7   E      Dm7   Am/C  Bm7b5 E
Oh, oh-oh-oh, the sun is setting on our love, I     feeeeeear
Am     Am/G#   Fmaj7 E    Dm7 Am/C     Bm7b5 E
   Letting our loneliness out into the atmo--sphere
Am    Am/G#   Fmaj7   E      Dm7       Am/C     Bm7b5 E
  The tide is turning on our chance to turn it 'round
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  I never thought I'd see my fingernails fall out
Am  Am/G#      Fmaj7  E   Dm7  Am/C       Bm7b5  E
    Love isn't in the air,     love isn't in the air
Am  Am/G#      Fmaj7  E   Dm7  Am/C       Bm7b5  E
    Love isn't in the air,     love isn't in the air
 
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