Broken Things Chords by Tumbling Bones
Tempo:
102.05 bpm
Chords used:
F
Dm
C
Am
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Dm] [F]
[C] [F]
Broken [Dm] bottles, broken [F] cloths, [C] broken porcelain and broken [F] locks, broken [Dm] saddles, broken [F] wings,
she don't [C] see many unbroken [F] things.
[Am] Ragged nerves, a bloody [Gm] fist, a [Bb] nagging memory of [F] transmits, a [Am] leaky conscience,
even for [Gm] these stars she don't [Bb] know many unbroken [F] parts.
[Dm] [F]
[C] [F]
[Dm] Sick of vengeance, rust [F] apart, [C] broken barstools and [F] busted carts,
[Dm] fallen rafters, [F] broken beams, she don't [C] have many unbroken [F] dreams.
A [Am] broken promise, a broken [Gm] trust, suddenly [Bb] designed to run into [F] disgust,
a [Am] wilted flower, a [Gm] soiled gown, she don't [Bb] have many [F] unbroken vows.
[Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Bb]
[F] [Dm] Would everything still [F] appear broken [Dm] through eyes of some bright [F] hopeful soul?
[Dm] From inside some [F] other soul then [Dm] would everything seem [F] sound and whole?
[Am]
A [Dm] broken twenty [F] dollar bill, [C] nothing but a hair about how to book [F] a bill,
but [Dm] not ten thousand [F] dollar bills, nothing [C] but a bag to put [F] the will.
So [Am] she's silent, and even the [Gm] madmen are [Bb] broken [F] hearted men.
Still [Am] she cries out, oh lord [Gm] I love her, [G] she [Bb] don't sing many unbroken [F] songs.
[Dm] [F] [C]
[F] [Dm]
[F]
[Dm]
[F] [C]
[F]
[C] [F]
Broken [Dm] bottles, broken [F] cloths, [C] broken porcelain and broken [F] locks, broken [Dm] saddles, broken [F] wings,
she don't [C] see many unbroken [F] things.
[Am] Ragged nerves, a bloody [Gm] fist, a [Bb] nagging memory of [F] transmits, a [Am] leaky conscience,
even for [Gm] these stars she don't [Bb] know many unbroken [F] parts.
[Dm] [F]
[C] [F]
[Dm] Sick of vengeance, rust [F] apart, [C] broken barstools and [F] busted carts,
[Dm] fallen rafters, [F] broken beams, she don't [C] have many unbroken [F] dreams.
A [Am] broken promise, a broken [Gm] trust, suddenly [Bb] designed to run into [F] disgust,
a [Am] wilted flower, a [Gm] soiled gown, she don't [Bb] have many [F] unbroken vows.
[Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Dm]
[F] [Bb]
[F] [Dm] Would everything still [F] appear broken [Dm] through eyes of some bright [F] hopeful soul?
[Dm] From inside some [F] other soul then [Dm] would everything seem [F] sound and whole?
[Am]
A [Dm] broken twenty [F] dollar bill, [C] nothing but a hair about how to book [F] a bill,
but [Dm] not ten thousand [F] dollar bills, nothing [C] but a bag to put [F] the will.
So [Am] she's silent, and even the [Gm] madmen are [Bb] broken [F] hearted men.
Still [Am] she cries out, oh lord [Gm] I love her, [G] she [Bb] don't sing many unbroken [F] songs.
[Dm] [F] [C]
[F] [Dm]
[F]
[Dm]
[F] [C]
[F]
Key:
F
Dm
C
Am
Bb
F
Dm
C
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[C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
Broken [Dm] bottles, broken [F] _ cloths, [C] broken porcelain and broken [F] locks, _ broken [Dm] saddles, broken [F] wings,
she don't [C] see many unbroken [F] things. _
[Am] Ragged nerves, a bloody [Gm] fist, a [Bb] nagging memory of [F] transmits, a [Am] leaky conscience,
even for [Gm] these stars she don't [Bb] know many unbroken [F] parts. _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Dm] Sick of vengeance, rust [F] apart, _ [C] broken barstools and [F] busted carts, _
_ [Dm] fallen rafters, [F] broken beams, she don't [C] have many unbroken [F] dreams.
A [Am] broken promise, a broken [Gm] trust, suddenly [Bb] designed to run into [F] disgust,
a [Am] wilted flower, a [Gm] soiled gown, she don't [Bb] have many _ [F] unbroken vows. _
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_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] Would everything still [F] appear broken [Dm] through eyes of some bright [F] hopeful soul?
_ [Dm] From inside some [F] other soul then [Dm] would everything seem [F] sound and _ whole?
_ [Am]
A [Dm] broken twenty _ [F] dollar bill, _ [C] nothing but a hair about how to book [F] a bill,
but [Dm] not ten thousand _ [F] dollar bills, nothing [C] but a bag to put [F] the will.
So [Am] she's silent, and even the [Gm] madmen are [Bb] broken _ [F] hearted men.
Still [Am] she cries out, oh lord [Gm] I love _ _ _ her, [G] she [Bb] don't sing many unbroken [F] _ songs.
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Broken [Dm] bottles, broken [F] _ cloths, [C] broken porcelain and broken [F] locks, _ broken [Dm] saddles, broken [F] wings,
she don't [C] see many unbroken [F] things. _
[Am] Ragged nerves, a bloody [Gm] fist, a [Bb] nagging memory of [F] transmits, a [Am] leaky conscience,
even for [Gm] these stars she don't [Bb] know many unbroken [F] parts. _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Dm] Sick of vengeance, rust [F] apart, _ [C] broken barstools and [F] busted carts, _
_ [Dm] fallen rafters, [F] broken beams, she don't [C] have many unbroken [F] dreams.
A [Am] broken promise, a broken [Gm] trust, suddenly [Bb] designed to run into [F] disgust,
a [Am] wilted flower, a [Gm] soiled gown, she don't [Bb] have many _ [F] unbroken vows. _
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_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] Would everything still [F] appear broken [Dm] through eyes of some bright [F] hopeful soul?
_ [Dm] From inside some [F] other soul then [Dm] would everything seem [F] sound and _ whole?
_ [Am]
A [Dm] broken twenty _ [F] dollar bill, _ [C] nothing but a hair about how to book [F] a bill,
but [Dm] not ten thousand _ [F] dollar bills, nothing [C] but a bag to put [F] the will.
So [Am] she's silent, and even the [Gm] madmen are [Bb] broken _ [F] hearted men.
Still [Am] she cries out, oh lord [Gm] I love _ _ _ her, [G] she [Bb] don't sing many unbroken [F] _ songs.
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