Fresh Concrete

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[Verse 1]
Dm7                        C
I look in the mirror at a person I'm
 not sure I know
Dm                          
Red cheeks, bleeding lips and 
  C
bruises on each elbow
  Dm                           
I fall asleep with my eyes wide 
                C
terrified, you take a photo to 
remember that night
      Dm                           
We're destined to fall in love the 
             C
same way. I'll bring the papers if 
you bring the bouquet

[Chorus]
Dm7                               
There I was a multitude of 
  C
feeling, fresh concrete in my mouth
F                           
Smash the glass, whisper into 
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screaming, 'What do you have to be 
sad about?'
Dm7                               
There I was a multitude of 
  C
feeling, fresh concrete in my mouth
F                                 
Didn't realise happy wasn't 
    C
healing - what do you have to be sad
 about?

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[Verse 2]
   Dm7                            C
We could've been a wedding band
Dm7                               
Scot takes the brass and Mikey 
       C
takes the strings
  Dm7                    C
Instead bleed syllabic - pain in 
every decibel
  Dm7                              
Remove cries from your temporal but
     C
 the weight in chest still stings 
(Ooh!)

[Chorus]
Dm7                               
There I was a multitude of 
  C
feeling, fresh concrete in my mouth
F                           
Smash the glass, whisper into 
             C
screaming, 'What do you have to be 
sad about?'
Dm7                               
There I was a multitude of 
  C
feeling, fresh concrete in my mouth
F                                 
Didn't realise happy wasn't 
    C
healing - what do you have to be sad
 about?

[Interlude]
Am  G  C  F  C  F


[Bridge]
    Am                      
You stitch the seams in your 
                  G
cardigan and you call yourself brand
 new
    C           F                 
But reinvention don't work that 
        C            F
way, it's death in the chest
    Am                       G
And you've been searching so many 
notes in cursive
    C              F           
And yeah it hasn't worsened, yet 
    C                  F
solutions feel their furthest

[Chorus]
Dm7*                       Dm7* 
There I was a multitude of 
Dm7*                     C
feeling, fresh concrete in my mouth
F                           
Smash the glass, whisper into 
             C
screaming, 'What do you have to be 
sad about?'
Dm7                               
There I was a multitude of 
  C
feeling, fresh concrete in my mouth
F                                 
Didn't realise happy wasn't 
    C
healing - what do you have to be sad
 about?

[Other]
Am                                
There I was a multitude of 
  G
feeling, fresh concrete in my mouth
C                F         
Smash the glass, whisper into 
              C                    
screaming, 'What do you have to be 
F
sad about?'
Am                                
There I was a multitude of 
  G
feeling, fresh concrete in my mouth
C              F                 
Didn't realise happy wasn't 
     C                   F
healing - what do you have to be sad
 about?