Chords for dashboard confessional- saints & sailors

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_ _ _ [Db] This is where I say I've [Ab] had enough.
No one should [Bb] ever feel the way that I [Gb] feel now.
[Db] A rocking open wound, [Ab] a trophy display of [Bb] bruises.
I don't believe that I'm [Gb] getting any better.
[Ab] Any _ better.
[Db] Waiting here with hopes the phone [Gb] will ring.
And I'm thinking awful things, pretty sure that you would notice. _
[Db] And this apartment [Gb] is starving for an argument.
Anything at all to bring the silence. _
[Db] _ Wandering this house [Ab] like I've never wanted out.
[Bb] And this is about as social [Db] as I get now.
And I'm throwing away the letters [Ab] that I am writing you.
Cause [Bb] they would never do.
[Db] I would never do.
_ [Ab] _ Never.
[Db] Waiting here with hopes the [Gb] phone will ring.
And I'm thinking awful things, pretty sure that [Gbm] you would notice.
_ _ [Db] _ And this apartment is starving for an argument.
Anything at all to bring the silence.
_ [Bbm] _ _ Don't [B] be a liar.
Don't [Db] say that [Ab] everything's [Db] working.
When [Ab] everything's broken [Bbm] and you smile like the saint.
[B] Cursed like the sailor, [Db] and you're icing [Ab] the jokes [Db] on me.
_ [Bb] I'm not laughing, [Ab] you're not leaving.
[Gbm] What do I [Ab] think?
I am kidding.
_ [Bb] I'm the only [Ab] one not in [Gb] peace. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Db] Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring.
And I'm thinking awful things, pretty sure that you would notice.
And _ this apartment is starving for an argument.
Anything at all to bring the silence.
[Bbm] _ _ [Bbm] _ So don't be [B] a liar.
Don't [Db] say that [Ab] everything's working.
[Ab] When everything's broken [Bbm] and you smile like the saint.
[Gb] Cursed like the sailor, and you're icing the jokes [Db] on me.
_ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _