Verso 1: G C I put on my usual G C Pack a picture from my cubicle Em C All I can think about is you G C I'm still bleedin' G C I'm still bleedin' Verso 2: (igual ao Verso 1) Refrão: Am C These thoughts of pain G Don't make a sound D They keep us hidden Em In the lost and found C G These colder months, wincing social graces D Em C G C We keep with us, these fallen faces Verso 3: (igual ao Verso 1) Refrão 2: Am C These thoughts of pain G Don't make a sound D They keep us hidden Em In the lost and found C G These colder months, wincing social graces D Em C We keep with us, these fallen faces We keep with us, these fallen faces Ponte: Am F These thoughts of pain C They'll make a sound G To keep us hidden Am In the lost and found F C In these colder months, wincing social graces G Am F C G We keep with us, these fallen faces