Chords for September Stories "I'd Give Anything To Feel Something" (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
85.05 bpm
Chords used:
D
Bm
F#m
A
A#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A#]
[D] [Bm]
[D] [Bm]
[D] She looks at me and says that she [Bm] can't help but feel [D] depressed.
But darling, looking at the life that we've been given, how could you feel any [Bm] less than grateful?
[D] Sometimes, it's hard to feel thankful for something when all it reminds you of are the
times when you had nothing left to give.
The times that ate you alive to the point where you questioned if you [Bm] wanted to live.
[D] As she looked for all the bad that she could, it hid all the good that [Bm] reigned true, looking
only [D] for the downsides and faults of everything.
But with eyes only [Bm] half open, [D] not seeing what she'd been given, but only what she wanted.
And when I [Bm] told her that life that we [D] had created in our dreams could never be, she
finally gave way and fell to her [Bm] knees.
The [D] stones covering the ground sank into her bones, like the pain those words [G] carried as
they dug into her [D] back.
Those words etched with the date in September remained as a permanent [Bm] reminder for what she'd [D] lost.
But after all was said and done, I was the one that [Bm] walked away with the most [D] pain.
I was the one that walked away knowing that I had ruined any [Bm] chance I had at actually [D] being happy.
I thought this was what she wanted.
I [G] thought this was what I [D] needed to finally make something of my empty, drawn-out life.
[Bm] Maybe it's [D] because I find happiness in sorrow, or the fact that I've never let [Bm] anything could
blossom [D] in my life.
No matter the reasoning, the fact of the matter [Bm] is, I'm alone again.
[D] [Bm]
[D] [F#] [F#m]
[A] [D] [B]
[D] [F#m]
[A] [D] [Bm] Chasing away my pride and [D] joy, just so the bit in my stomach can grow an inch [F#m] deeper every day.
With every single inch that [D] it grows, and every single cigarette that touches my [Bm] lips,
I find it harder to make it through another [D] day.
That short buzz trill has the trick, [F#m] but after packs a day, you can watch yourself as you [D] literally decay.
I've seen myself fall apart [Bm] more than I'd like to admit.
Sometimes almost like a [D] standby, watching everything that I once loved come [F#m] crashing
down and fall at my feet.
[D] But I think the worst part was that I felt [Bm] nothing.
Not even sadness or guilt, or [D] anything that reminded me of being human.
I [F#m] was numb to everything and everyone.
I had [D] lost the only part of me that could still feel, [Bm] and yet I continued to push you away.
[D] Maybe I thought it'd bring peace or some kind of feeling back [F#] in my life.
When you chase out all the light in your life, you also let the dark [D] replace it.
[E]
[A] [D]
I never thought I'd see the day as I watched myself destroy the better part of me.
Cutting off what I lack, hoping that it would bring some sort of clarity.
Seeking [E] what life would be like only half-lived.
But regardless of what I sought after, [D#] the fact of [Bm] the matter is, [A#] I'm alone [B] again.
[N]
[D] [Bm]
[D] [Bm]
[D] She looks at me and says that she [Bm] can't help but feel [D] depressed.
But darling, looking at the life that we've been given, how could you feel any [Bm] less than grateful?
[D] Sometimes, it's hard to feel thankful for something when all it reminds you of are the
times when you had nothing left to give.
The times that ate you alive to the point where you questioned if you [Bm] wanted to live.
[D] As she looked for all the bad that she could, it hid all the good that [Bm] reigned true, looking
only [D] for the downsides and faults of everything.
But with eyes only [Bm] half open, [D] not seeing what she'd been given, but only what she wanted.
And when I [Bm] told her that life that we [D] had created in our dreams could never be, she
finally gave way and fell to her [Bm] knees.
The [D] stones covering the ground sank into her bones, like the pain those words [G] carried as
they dug into her [D] back.
Those words etched with the date in September remained as a permanent [Bm] reminder for what she'd [D] lost.
But after all was said and done, I was the one that [Bm] walked away with the most [D] pain.
I was the one that walked away knowing that I had ruined any [Bm] chance I had at actually [D] being happy.
I thought this was what she wanted.
I [G] thought this was what I [D] needed to finally make something of my empty, drawn-out life.
[Bm] Maybe it's [D] because I find happiness in sorrow, or the fact that I've never let [Bm] anything could
blossom [D] in my life.
No matter the reasoning, the fact of the matter [Bm] is, I'm alone again.
[D] [Bm]
[D] [F#] [F#m]
[A] [D] [B]
[D] [F#m]
[A] [D] [Bm] Chasing away my pride and [D] joy, just so the bit in my stomach can grow an inch [F#m] deeper every day.
With every single inch that [D] it grows, and every single cigarette that touches my [Bm] lips,
I find it harder to make it through another [D] day.
That short buzz trill has the trick, [F#m] but after packs a day, you can watch yourself as you [D] literally decay.
I've seen myself fall apart [Bm] more than I'd like to admit.
Sometimes almost like a [D] standby, watching everything that I once loved come [F#m] crashing
down and fall at my feet.
[D] But I think the worst part was that I felt [Bm] nothing.
Not even sadness or guilt, or [D] anything that reminded me of being human.
I [F#m] was numb to everything and everyone.
I had [D] lost the only part of me that could still feel, [Bm] and yet I continued to push you away.
[D] Maybe I thought it'd bring peace or some kind of feeling back [F#] in my life.
When you chase out all the light in your life, you also let the dark [D] replace it.
[E]
[A] [D]
I never thought I'd see the day as I watched myself destroy the better part of me.
Cutting off what I lack, hoping that it would bring some sort of clarity.
Seeking [E] what life would be like only half-lived.
But regardless of what I sought after, [D#] the fact of [Bm] the matter is, [A#] I'm alone [B] again.
[N]
Key:
D
Bm
F#m
A
A#
D
Bm
F#m
[A#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[D] _ _ _ She looks at me and says that she [Bm] can't help but feel [D] depressed.
But darling, looking at the life that we've been given, how could you feel any [Bm] less than grateful?
[D] Sometimes, it's hard to feel thankful for something when all it reminds you of are the
times when you had nothing left to give.
The times that ate you alive to the point where you questioned if you [Bm] wanted to live.
[D] As she looked for all the bad that she could, it hid all the good that [Bm] reigned true, looking
only [D] for the downsides and faults of everything.
But with eyes only [Bm] half open, [D] not seeing what she'd been given, but only what she wanted.
And when I [Bm] told her that life that we [D] had created in our dreams could never be, she
finally gave way and fell to her [Bm] knees.
The [D] stones covering the ground sank into her bones, like the pain those words [G] carried as
they dug into her [D] back.
Those words etched with the date in September remained as a permanent [Bm] reminder for what she'd [D] lost.
But after all was said and done, I was the one that [Bm] walked away with the most [D] pain.
I was the one that walked away knowing that I had ruined any [Bm] chance I had at actually [D] being happy.
I thought this was what she wanted.
I [G] thought this was what I [D] needed to finally make something of my empty, drawn-out life.
[Bm] Maybe it's [D] because I find happiness in sorrow, or the fact that I've never let [Bm] anything could
blossom [D] in my life.
No matter the reasoning, the fact of the matter [Bm] is, I'm alone again.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [F#m] _
_ _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ [B] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] Chasing away my pride and [D] joy, just so the bit in my stomach can grow an inch [F#m] deeper every day.
With every single inch that [D] it grows, and every single cigarette that touches my [Bm] lips,
I find it harder to make it through another [D] day.
That short buzz trill has the trick, [F#m] but after packs a day, you can watch yourself as you [D] literally decay.
I've seen myself fall apart [Bm] more than I'd like to admit.
Sometimes almost like a [D] standby, watching everything that I once loved come [F#m] crashing
down and fall at my feet.
[D] But I think the worst part was that I felt [Bm] nothing.
Not even sadness or guilt, or [D] anything that reminded me of being human.
I [F#m] was numb to everything and everyone.
I had [D] lost the only part of me that could still feel, [Bm] and yet I continued to push you away.
[D] Maybe I thought it'd bring peace or some kind of feeling back [F#] in my life.
When you chase out all the light in your life, you also let the dark [D] replace it. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I never thought I'd see the day as I watched myself destroy the better part of me.
Cutting off what I lack, hoping that it would bring some sort of clarity.
Seeking [E] what life would be like only half-lived.
But regardless of what I sought after, [D#] the fact of [Bm] the matter is, [A#] I'm alone [B] again. _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[D] _ _ _ She looks at me and says that she [Bm] can't help but feel [D] depressed.
But darling, looking at the life that we've been given, how could you feel any [Bm] less than grateful?
[D] Sometimes, it's hard to feel thankful for something when all it reminds you of are the
times when you had nothing left to give.
The times that ate you alive to the point where you questioned if you [Bm] wanted to live.
[D] As she looked for all the bad that she could, it hid all the good that [Bm] reigned true, looking
only [D] for the downsides and faults of everything.
But with eyes only [Bm] half open, [D] not seeing what she'd been given, but only what she wanted.
And when I [Bm] told her that life that we [D] had created in our dreams could never be, she
finally gave way and fell to her [Bm] knees.
The [D] stones covering the ground sank into her bones, like the pain those words [G] carried as
they dug into her [D] back.
Those words etched with the date in September remained as a permanent [Bm] reminder for what she'd [D] lost.
But after all was said and done, I was the one that [Bm] walked away with the most [D] pain.
I was the one that walked away knowing that I had ruined any [Bm] chance I had at actually [D] being happy.
I thought this was what she wanted.
I [G] thought this was what I [D] needed to finally make something of my empty, drawn-out life.
[Bm] Maybe it's [D] because I find happiness in sorrow, or the fact that I've never let [Bm] anything could
blossom [D] in my life.
No matter the reasoning, the fact of the matter [Bm] is, I'm alone again.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [F#m] _
_ _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ [B] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] Chasing away my pride and [D] joy, just so the bit in my stomach can grow an inch [F#m] deeper every day.
With every single inch that [D] it grows, and every single cigarette that touches my [Bm] lips,
I find it harder to make it through another [D] day.
That short buzz trill has the trick, [F#m] but after packs a day, you can watch yourself as you [D] literally decay.
I've seen myself fall apart [Bm] more than I'd like to admit.
Sometimes almost like a [D] standby, watching everything that I once loved come [F#m] crashing
down and fall at my feet.
[D] But I think the worst part was that I felt [Bm] nothing.
Not even sadness or guilt, or [D] anything that reminded me of being human.
I [F#m] was numb to everything and everyone.
I had [D] lost the only part of me that could still feel, [Bm] and yet I continued to push you away.
[D] Maybe I thought it'd bring peace or some kind of feeling back [F#] in my life.
When you chase out all the light in your life, you also let the dark [D] replace it. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I never thought I'd see the day as I watched myself destroy the better part of me.
Cutting off what I lack, hoping that it would bring some sort of clarity.
Seeking [E] what life would be like only half-lived.
But regardless of what I sought after, [D#] the fact of [Bm] the matter is, [A#] I'm alone [B] again. _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
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