I Suck At Grieving Cifras

Lauran Hibberd
I Suck At Grieving
Submitted by: jeremyunderground41@gmail.com
 
Key: G
 
Tuning: Standard EADGBe
 
Chords used:
G -  320033
D -  xx0232
Em - 022000
C -  x32010
 
 
[Verse 1]
G
  There's no studio
flats in the country
There's no cupholders
in the backseat
I'm not flailing my arms
cause I'm happy I'm just
a waitress serving
             C        Em C
dead meat on Halloween
 
 
[Verse 2]
          G
I've been thinking a
lot since my father died
He left me some money and
it hurt my pride Cause
I don't know how to
spend it right I can
       C           Em D
barely read my mind
 
 
[Chorus 1]
G
It's no surprise
I close my eyes
C
Crossing the roads
to get closer to you
Catching a cold was
the best I can do
    G
And it's no secret
you had regrets
C
Kissing your face on
the living room floor
Your heart don't beat
like it did before
      Em
I can only see your
face when I'm dreaming
  C
I figured it out yeah
I suck at grieving
 
 
[Post Chorus]
G G
 
 
[Verse 3]
G
  I watched The Gilmore
Girls for the tenth time
I stop at the episode
where Richard dies
Cause I don't know how
you could read that
script And not go
          C         Em D
back for another hit
 
 
[Verse 4]
G
  There's something
I read on the internet
That said people that
rewatch shows like this
Do it to avoid the
disappointment
Are more likely to
C             Em D
feel exploited
 
 
[Chorus 2]
G
It's no surprise
I close my eyes
C
Crossing the roads
to get closer to you
Catching a cold was
the best I can do
    G
And it's no secret
you had regrets
C
Kissing your face on
the living room floor
Your heart don't beat
like it did before
      Em
I can only see your
face when I'm dreaming
  C
I figured it out yeah
I suck at grieving
 
 
[Bridge]
G
Sick to death of late night reading
Stuck in bed with no good reason
Em
I'm not ill and I'm not bleeding
   C
So why the hell do they call
               G
it healing? If I could
hear myself screaming
I'd have something to believe in
   Em
I started watching horror movies
    C
But nothing else will ever spook me
G
Say you wouldn't want me feeling
This upset focus on my breathing
   Em
I started playing golf on weekends
    C
But nothing works I suck at grieving
 
 
[Chorus 3]
G Em C
 
  G
I hit the dirt it's so deceiving
    Em              C
But nothing works I suck at grieving
 
 
[Instrumental]
G Em C  x2
 
 
[Chorus 4/Outro]
  G
I hit the dirt it's so deceiving
    Em              C
But nothing works I suck at grieving
    G
I'm in the bed you used to sleep in
Em             C
God it hurts I suck at grieving
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