Chord Gitar Rare Americans – Bruised

Transpose : Autoscroll :
Em  D        C  B
anything can happen
Em       D       C       B
anything happens all the time..

      Em          G
i was down, down, down
      D        A
on my down low luck i had
     Em       G
that attitude like
        D
man who gives a fuck?

     Em           G
so i take the road..
       D         A
almost everybody takes it
     Em           G
so i take the road..
        D                    A
off the exit sign that says 'fake it'

          Em            G
i want to climb, climb, climb
          D             A
i want to carry, carry, carry
          Em              G
i want to grow up, have a kid or two
   D        A
and getting married

     Em                 G
so i need to take these fingertips
      D       A
get a goddamn grip
        Em            G
on this fast slipping cliff,
       D                A
make a list, load these lips

        Em     G
you can do this
        D          A
you can do this man..
        Em     G
you can do this
        D          A
you can do this man..

Reff :
   Em              G
 i lied, i lied, i lied, i lied
     D              A
 was sittin' on the truth
    Em        G
 oh why, why, why?
      D      A        Em  G
 do i do the things i do..?

         D              A
 what to chose, what to do
             Em               G
 i'm fucking bruised, fucking bruised,
         D
 fucking bruised

 A           Em  G D
 i'm fucking bruised..
 A          (Em)
 i'm fucking bruised

Int. Em G D A
     Em G D A

Em  D        C  B
anything can happen
Em       D       C       B
anything happens all the time..

       Em          G
it was hard, hard, hard
    D           A
set back, back, back
     Em         G
life was a train..
      D
i was dead in it's tracks..

     Em            G
so i got up, and i copped to
      D               A
and i fucked up and i miss you
       Em               G
can we start again if i swear to
     D           A
deal with my old issues?

         Em            G
it was a heavy, heavy, heavy
    D           A
situation i was in
           Em              G
i saw that there is nothin you can do
 D             A
about this pal grin

     Em                      G
so i think and i blink and i swallow,
  D             A
i live to see tomorrow
Em           G
many things around here friend,
       D           A
you're best not to borrow..

           Em       G
you should know this
           D         A
you should know this man..
           Em       G
you should know this
           D
you should know this man..

Reff :
  (Em)             (G)
 i lied, i lied, i lied, i lied
    (D)            (A)
 was sittin' on the truth
   (Em)      (G)
 oh why, why, why?
     (D)    (A)       Em  G
 do i do the things i do..?

         D              A
 what to chose, what to do
             Em               G
 i'm fucking bruised, fucking bruised,
         D      A
 fucking bruised

   Em              G
 i lied, i lied, i lied, i lied
     D              A
 was sittin' on the truth
    Em        G
 oh why, why, why?
      D      A        Em  G
 do i do the things i do..?

         D              A
 what to chose, what to do
             Em               G
 i'm fucking bruised, fucking bruised,
         D
 fucking bruised

 A           Em  G D
 i'm fucking bruised..
 A          (Em)
 i'm fucking bruised

Outro : Em G D A
        Em G D A
        Em G D A
        Em G D A Em
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