Chords for Graceless

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[A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C#] _ Graceless, [A] _ _ _ is [E] there a powder to [C#] erase this?
[A] _ _ _ Is it [E] dissolvable [C#] and _ [E] tasteless?
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You [E] can imagine how [C#] I hate [A] this.
_ Graceless, [E] _ _
[Bm] I'll try, but I'm [F#] _ [C#m] graceless.
[A] I _ don't [E] have a sunny side [C#m] to face this.
_ [A] _ [E] I am invisible, _ [C#m] I'm weightless. _
[A] You [E] can imagine how [C#m] I hate [A] this.
_ Graceless, [E] _ _
[B] I'll try, _ _ but [E] I'm going through the glass again.
[A] She's coming for me.
[E] _ God loves [A] everybody, don't remind [E] me.
I took the medicine [A] and I went missing.
_ [E] _ Just let me hear your voice.
[B] Just let me listen. _
[C#m] Graceless, _ [A] _ _ I [E] figured I'd have to [C#m] be _ [A] faithless. _
But [E] it would be a shame [C#m] to waste [A] [E] this.
_ [A] You [E] can imagine how [C#m] I hate this.
[E] _ Graceless, _ I'll [B] try, but I'm [E] going through the glass again.
[A] _ She's coming for me.
_ [E] _ God loves everybody, [A] don't remind me.
[E] I took the medicine [C#m] and I went missing. _
[E] Just let me hear your [B] voice.
Just let me listen.
[E] All of my thoughts of [A] you, over through, right through.
[E] Come upon like the sea.
[A] Now I know what dying means.
[E] I am not my rosy scent.
[A] Let my rosy go, my chef.
[E] Take the wild ones, they're my favorite.
[B] Since they're side effects that save [E] us, grace.
_ _ _ [A] But the flowers you [E] find, they're dead.
_ _ _ _ [A] If you're dead in the mind, it'll blind [E] you, I place. _ _ _
[A] So let them die on the vine, [E] it's a waste.
_ _ _ [B] Grace. _ _
[E] There's a science to walking through [A] _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [A] windows. _ _ _
[E] There's a science to walking through [B] windows without [E] you.
All of my thoughts of you, over through, right through.
Come upon like the sea.
[A] Now I [E] know what dying means.
I am not my rosy scent.
[A] Let my rosy go, my [E] chef.
Take the wild ones, they're my favorite.
[B] Since they're side effects that [E] save us, grace.
_ _ _ [A] But the flowers you find, [E] they're dead.
_ _ _ _ [A] If you're [C#m] dead in the mind, [E] it'll blind you, I place. _ _
[A] So let them die on the [E] vine, it's a waste.
_ _ _ [B] Grace. _ _ _
[E] Grace.
_ _ _ [A] _ But the flowers you [E] find, they're dead. _ _ _ _
[A] If you're dead in the mind, it'll [E] blind you, I place.
_ _ _ [A] So let them die on the vine, [E] it's a waste.
_ _ [B] Grace. _
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