Better Chords by Rone
Tempo:
74.9 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Cm
Eb
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gm]
[Cm]
[Gm]
Life [Cm] still strings me along So I never [Gm] ring me alarm
I hide away like nobody gets my charm And you can't steal home from me
If you wanna try, you could test my arm Smoke like a fog machine
Oh, and it's all I breathe Oh, it's a girl for me
Oh, it's all I see Wine, cheese squares at the end of your rap maze
Moms got the shopping fetish Pops got the man cave
Some of us drugs in this car Some of us blueberry [Cm] pancakes
Some of us, well, it's alcohol And [Gm] without that, some of our hands shake
Face all this color Not supposed to be this color
When are we going through this cover That none of us need all this cover?
Oh, we gotta sit back less We gotta go hunt more
What are those things we run from?
What are those things we run for?
Escape, run away Run away cause you want more
But fate's gonna knock up Gonna knock up at your front door
[Eb] I've been staying up all night [Cm] Wondering the streets
I don't know what I'm looking for [Gm]
I've been staying up all night
[G] Wondering the streets I don't know what I'm [Gm] looking for
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get [Cm] better
[Gm] Baby like Johnny be good I'm more like Donnie, I'm off in the woods
Not in the burbs, not in the hoods Whatever I'm on, it's not what I should
I was running and running and running Now I am digging and digging and digging
I will never go catch my own tail I can never get back to the beginning
They say born for that and maybe built for this And if you weren't, there's a pill for this
That's kissy faces and hissy fits I keep pushing, I'm scissor fists
I'm too broke to be Johnny Cash Too poor for a body cast
My insurance isn't all of that No ambulance, we're not calling that
I tough it out, that's the Irish side Rising grind, no 5 to 9
And I'm feeling cornered like a 5 and 9 And they watching me like a private eye
Hitting the brakes, maybe I'll crash Maybe I'll break, maybe I'll crack
Maybe I'll float, maybe I won't Maybe I'll stay here all [Eb] night in the cold
I've been staying up all night Wondering the streets
I don't know what I'm looking for I've been staying [Gm] up all night
Wondering the streets I don't know what I'm looking for
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
[Cm]
[Gm]
[Cm]
[Gm]
Life [Cm] still strings me along So I never [Gm] ring me alarm
I hide away like nobody gets my charm And you can't steal home from me
If you wanna try, you could test my arm Smoke like a fog machine
Oh, and it's all I breathe Oh, it's a girl for me
Oh, it's all I see Wine, cheese squares at the end of your rap maze
Moms got the shopping fetish Pops got the man cave
Some of us drugs in this car Some of us blueberry [Cm] pancakes
Some of us, well, it's alcohol And [Gm] without that, some of our hands shake
Face all this color Not supposed to be this color
When are we going through this cover That none of us need all this cover?
Oh, we gotta sit back less We gotta go hunt more
What are those things we run from?
What are those things we run for?
Escape, run away Run away cause you want more
But fate's gonna knock up Gonna knock up at your front door
[Eb] I've been staying up all night [Cm] Wondering the streets
I don't know what I'm looking for [Gm]
I've been staying up all night
[G] Wondering the streets I don't know what I'm [Gm] looking for
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get [Cm] better
[Gm] Baby like Johnny be good I'm more like Donnie, I'm off in the woods
Not in the burbs, not in the hoods Whatever I'm on, it's not what I should
I was running and running and running Now I am digging and digging and digging
I will never go catch my own tail I can never get back to the beginning
They say born for that and maybe built for this And if you weren't, there's a pill for this
That's kissy faces and hissy fits I keep pushing, I'm scissor fists
I'm too broke to be Johnny Cash Too poor for a body cast
My insurance isn't all of that No ambulance, we're not calling that
I tough it out, that's the Irish side Rising grind, no 5 to 9
And I'm feeling cornered like a 5 and 9 And they watching me like a private eye
Hitting the brakes, maybe I'll crash Maybe I'll break, maybe I'll crack
Maybe I'll float, maybe I won't Maybe I'll stay here all [Eb] night in the cold
I've been staying up all night Wondering the streets
I don't know what I'm looking for I've been staying [Gm] up all night
Wondering the streets I don't know what I'm looking for
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
[Cm]
[Gm]
Key:
Gm
Cm
Eb
G
Gm
Cm
Eb
G
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Life [Cm] still strings me along So I never [Gm] ring me alarm
I hide away like nobody gets my charm And you can't steal home from me
If you wanna try, you could test my arm Smoke like a fog machine
Oh, and it's all I breathe Oh, it's a girl for me
Oh, it's all I see Wine, cheese squares at the end of your rap maze
Moms got the shopping fetish Pops got the man cave
Some of us drugs in this car Some of us blueberry [Cm] pancakes
Some of us, well, it's alcohol And [Gm] without that, some of our hands shake
Face all this color Not supposed to be this color
When are we going through this cover That none of us need all this cover?
Oh, we gotta sit back less We gotta go hunt more
What are those things we run from?
What are those things we run for?
Escape, run away Run away cause you want more
But fate's gonna knock up Gonna knock up at your front door
[Eb] I've been staying up all night [Cm] Wondering the streets
I don't know what I'm looking for [Gm]
I've been staying up all night
[G] Wondering the streets I don't know what I'm [Gm] looking for
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get [Cm] better
[Gm] Baby like Johnny be good I'm more like Donnie, I'm off in the woods
Not in the burbs, not in the hoods Whatever I'm on, it's not what I should
I was running and running and running Now I am digging and digging and digging
I will never go catch my own tail I can never get back to the beginning
They say born for that and maybe built for this And if you weren't, there's a pill for this
That's kissy faces and hissy fits I keep pushing, I'm scissor fists
I'm too broke to be Johnny Cash Too poor for a body cast
My insurance isn't all of that No ambulance, we're not calling that
I tough it out, that's the Irish side Rising grind, no 5 to 9
And I'm feeling cornered like a 5 and 9 And they watching me like a private eye
Hitting the brakes, maybe I'll crash Maybe I'll break, maybe I'll crack
Maybe I'll float, maybe I won't Maybe I'll stay here all [Eb] night in the cold
I've been staying up all night Wondering the streets
I don't know what I'm looking for I've been staying [Gm] up all night
Wondering the streets I don't know what I'm looking for
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better _
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[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Life [Cm] still strings me along So I never [Gm] ring me alarm
I hide away like nobody gets my charm And you can't steal home from me
If you wanna try, you could test my arm Smoke like a fog machine
Oh, and it's all I breathe Oh, it's a girl for me
Oh, it's all I see Wine, cheese squares at the end of your rap maze
Moms got the shopping fetish Pops got the man cave
Some of us drugs in this car Some of us blueberry [Cm] pancakes
Some of us, well, it's alcohol And [Gm] without that, some of our hands shake
Face all this color Not supposed to be this color
When are we going through this cover That none of us need all this cover?
Oh, we gotta sit back less We gotta go hunt more
What are those things we run from?
What are those things we run for?
Escape, run away Run away cause you want more
But fate's gonna knock up Gonna knock up at your front door
[Eb] I've been staying up all night [Cm] Wondering the streets
I don't know what I'm looking for [Gm]
I've been staying up all night
[G] Wondering the streets I don't know what I'm [Gm] looking for
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get [Cm] better
[Gm] Baby like Johnny be good I'm more like Donnie, I'm off in the woods
Not in the burbs, not in the hoods Whatever I'm on, it's not what I should
I was running and running and running Now I am digging and digging and digging
I will never go catch my own tail I can never get back to the beginning
They say born for that and maybe built for this And if you weren't, there's a pill for this
That's kissy faces and hissy fits I keep pushing, I'm scissor fists
I'm too broke to be Johnny Cash Too poor for a body cast
My insurance isn't all of that No ambulance, we're not calling that
I tough it out, that's the Irish side Rising grind, no 5 to 9
And I'm feeling cornered like a 5 and 9 And they watching me like a private eye
Hitting the brakes, maybe I'll crash Maybe I'll break, maybe I'll crack
Maybe I'll float, maybe I won't Maybe I'll stay here all [Eb] night in the cold
I've been staying up all night Wondering the streets
I don't know what I'm looking for I've been staying [Gm] up all night
Wondering the streets I don't know what I'm looking for
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better
I'm just trying to get better I'm just trying to get better _
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[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _