The Devil Wears Prada - Broken Chords

The Devil Wears Prada - Broken Chords

[Intro]
Em Am Em B
Em Am Em B
 
[Verse 1]
          Em Am         Em  B
I hate when I get left alone
     Em                  Am                Em  B
I'm sure that all these calls are getting old
         Em Am             Em  B
A short drive just get me home
     Em              Am             Em  B
The cost is nowhere near to what I owe
Em                   C
From the back of the car it's sinking in
G                Bm
Like a shot of fear and adrenaline
Em           C                 G
I'm a lost cause with nothing left
           Bm
Can't you see that?
 
[Chorus]
Em   C            G
My hands are torn up
                 Bm
From all these broken bottles
Em        C              G
I can't stand, lost too much
             Bm
I know I've got my problems
 
[Post chorus]
Em C G            Bm
     I know I've got my problems
Em C G Bm
 
[Verse 2]
              Em Am
How did it start?
        Em B
This episode
           Em            Am
Is got me crawling and flying
     Em           B
I'm high and I'm low oh
Em            C                G
I watch from afar and make my bets
             Bm                  Em
As you sit back and light a cigarette
         C                  G
A lost cause with nothing left
           Bm
Can't you see that?
 
[Chorus]
Em   C            G
My hands are torn up
                 Bm
From all these broken bottles
Em        C              G
I can't stand, lost too much
             Bm
I know I've got my problems
Em     C         G
Everyday I'm afraid
              Bm            Em
That I might find the bottom
     C             G
My hands are torn up
             Bm
I know I've got my problems
 
[Post chorus]
Em C G            Bm
     I know I've got my problems
Em C G            Bm
     I know I've got my problems
 
[Interlude]
Em C  G Bm
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Em C  G Bm
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Em           C
Drink it down, I'm on empty
G              Bm
Shaking now, please don't worry
Em            C          G
It surrounds all that I see
Bm
I'm on empty
 
[Chorus]
Em   C            G
My hands are torn up
                 Bm
From all these broken bottles
Em        C              G
I can't stand, lost too much
             Bm
I know I've got my problems
Em     C         G
Everyday I'm afraid
              Bm            Em
That I might find the bottom
     C             G
My hands are torn up
             Bm      Em  C G
I know I've got my problems
      Bm     Em  C  G
I've got my problems
             Bm
I know I've got my problems
 
[Outro]
Em Am Em B
Em Am Em B
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