Sand Chords

Bb
 
Bb          F          Gm                 Bb     F
I'd like to believe in one thing that you say to me
Bb                F             Gm                     Bb           F
Would you like to leave? When I try to talk at all, it turns out to be
 
Gm          Bb           F                         Gm             Bb
Turn on the stove in the little tiny room that our friend calls a home
Gm                    Bb            F                     Gm
   My head fills with heat from the knife in your hand to miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine
 
Bb               F              Gm                 Bb      F
I'd like to understand what you think about why it seems so bad
Bb        F                Gm                      Bb           F
It's only escape from everything I know I'm weak I know that I'm sad
 
Gm          Bb           F                         Gm             Bb
Turn on the stove in the little tiny room that our friend calls a home
Gm                    Bb            F                     Gm
   My head fills with heat from the knife in your hand to myyyyyyyyyyyy
 
Bb          F         Gm                 Bb     F
sand
Bb          F         Gm
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