The Coldest Hands

TUNING half step down 

Intro: F 



[Verso 1]
 
Am 
I see you watching 

I see your old rusty hands 
                                                      F        C/E 
I see you drawing your lines through the things they do 

Am 
The talk and the walk and the teeth and the spaces in between 
                                                 F 
Yeah, I know how to steal 'cause I learned from you 
 


[Refrão]
 
C 
You are the rot, you are the underline 
                               G 
You are the fault beneath the plan 
Am                                             F 
And all you've ever built is with the coldest hands 

C 
And I was the fix, I was the anchor 
                         G 
I was the card up your sleeve 
Am                                    F 
And all I ever did was wait and say please 

Am/F Am 
 


[Verso 2]
 
Am 
The moon, and the sky, and the blood, and the bones 
                                       F 
And the rocks, and the shadows on the walls 
Am 
They're riddled with the faces, names 
                             F 
And waste of our collective thoughts 
 


[Refrão]
 
C 
When we were young we shaped the world 
                             G 
Like it was clay beneath our hands 
Am                                              F 
And as far as we were concerned it was ours to damn 
C 
And now we're older, not quite so bold 
                           G 
And we've got the coldest hands 

And we mess things up 
   Am                                    F 
So do us all a favor and come wreck our plans 
                                 Am 
Before we smash you against the walls 

Am F Am