Chords for Hotel Books - Broke Love (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
113.8 bpm
Chords used:
E
C#m
B
A
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I remember when I was a teenager I used to have these dreams about [C#] this like hotel room
and everybody in the room was so stoic unless they were angry, unless they had negative
emotions to [N] release.
I remember at the time I was going to a homeopathic specialist who was helping me with anxiety
and depression and this was right after I had made an attempt on my life.
I remember she explained to me that she feels like all people are kind of like hotels where
people come and people go and some people come into your life because they want to be
there and others come just to party or trash it and expect you to clean it up when they leave.
That metaphor of our lives being like hotels stuck with me.
She said [B] the reason maybe you have so many dreams of people being stoic unless they have
negative emotions is because [A#m] that's how you feel inside.
She said you need to fill your hotel with [A] people of joy.
[Gm] So I started writing in these composition books about how I felt and about how I wanted
to fill my hotel, my [A] life with people who bring joy and [N] encouragement.
So that way whenever I did feel numb or I felt like I didn't deserve emotion or didn't
deserve love I could go back and even if it was about negative emotions I could at least
read about my past emotions and remind myself that I am valid and I am human.
And it was just these books about my hotel life and that became hotel books.
And for the last six years it's all I've known.
My life is full of a lot of joy.
I never [G] meant to write songs that made people feel sad.
I just wanted to write songs where people can relate in [A#] times where their hotel feels
as though they [N] can't relate.
That's all I ever wanted.
[F#m]
[E]
[F#m]
[C#m]
[G#m] We'll [C#m] make loneliness into love when we're bored and [F#] find the right [E] emotional principle
to cut like a sword.
Over the words of [C#m] a past me whispering [B] love was the destination but we [E] would settle for some sympathy.
Turning [C#m] myself into my own lord and then finding my [B] own spinal cord [E] it's finally safe to throw
our bones back into the sea.
So we [C#m] can forget what it means to have bodies when [Bm] pursuing [E] sanity just feels like some
sort of couples therapy.
For these dual [C#m] personalities bleeding into my psyche [B] just questioning [E] the answers I
give to those I see.
And I was taught [C#m] to never let someone take parts away from who I am [B] but there are parts
[E] that sometimes make me want to hurt myself.
So what am I supposed to do with them?
Your heart is on fire when you water down [C#m] your words.
You started much higher before [E] you found the lord and you justify the way you hate [C#m] yourself with forgiveness.
[E]
Objects of obsession is constant repetition.
[C#m] A cycle where we try to find [E] reasons that we're living on a product of the products
I let into [C#m] my heart before I loved you.
[E] [B]
Ashes look the same whether they are your lover or an object that [E] you would rather face
than dealing with your pain.
Or the emotional [B]
strain that comes with tearing open the seams.
[E]
Passionately neglecting anything but the emotional strain.
We [G#m] transform from being two [B] souls searching for love in a bad [E] dream to just two strangers
with shared memories.
And [G#m] sometimes I found [C#m] stability while you kissed your soul goodbye.
I [E] know a song won't do justice but it's all I have so I'll try.
Your heart is on fire when you [C#m] water down your words.
You started much higher before you [E] found the lord and you justify the way you hate [C#m] yourself with forgiveness.
[E]
Objects of obsession is constant repetition.
[C#m] A cycle where we try to find reasons [E] that we're living on a product of the products
I let into my [C#m] heart before I loved you.
[E] [B]
Take two years from my life and a couple [E] from each friend.
We'll collect another 30 years and bring you back from the [F#m] dead.
Take two years from my life and a couple [E] from each friend.
We'll collect another 30 years and bring you back from the dead.
Take two years from [B] my life and a couple from each friend.
We'll collect [E] another 30 years and bring you back [B] from the dead.
Take two years from my [D#] life and a couple from [E] each friend.
We'll bring you back from the dead
You can see me [A] again
[E] You can see me again
And since you left you hardly ever come up
But I'll tell you there's a part that I will never give up
You tell yourself now that I can never find you
Why you never found me
When love was such a vacant [C#m] dream which screamed
Never let someone take parts away from [E] who I am
But there are parts that sometimes make me want to hurt myself
and everybody in the room was so stoic unless they were angry, unless they had negative
emotions to [N] release.
I remember at the time I was going to a homeopathic specialist who was helping me with anxiety
and depression and this was right after I had made an attempt on my life.
I remember she explained to me that she feels like all people are kind of like hotels where
people come and people go and some people come into your life because they want to be
there and others come just to party or trash it and expect you to clean it up when they leave.
That metaphor of our lives being like hotels stuck with me.
She said [B] the reason maybe you have so many dreams of people being stoic unless they have
negative emotions is because [A#m] that's how you feel inside.
She said you need to fill your hotel with [A] people of joy.
[Gm] So I started writing in these composition books about how I felt and about how I wanted
to fill my hotel, my [A] life with people who bring joy and [N] encouragement.
So that way whenever I did feel numb or I felt like I didn't deserve emotion or didn't
deserve love I could go back and even if it was about negative emotions I could at least
read about my past emotions and remind myself that I am valid and I am human.
And it was just these books about my hotel life and that became hotel books.
And for the last six years it's all I've known.
My life is full of a lot of joy.
I never [G] meant to write songs that made people feel sad.
I just wanted to write songs where people can relate in [A#] times where their hotel feels
as though they [N] can't relate.
That's all I ever wanted.
[F#m]
[E]
[F#m]
[C#m]
[G#m] We'll [C#m] make loneliness into love when we're bored and [F#] find the right [E] emotional principle
to cut like a sword.
Over the words of [C#m] a past me whispering [B] love was the destination but we [E] would settle for some sympathy.
Turning [C#m] myself into my own lord and then finding my [B] own spinal cord [E] it's finally safe to throw
our bones back into the sea.
So we [C#m] can forget what it means to have bodies when [Bm] pursuing [E] sanity just feels like some
sort of couples therapy.
For these dual [C#m] personalities bleeding into my psyche [B] just questioning [E] the answers I
give to those I see.
And I was taught [C#m] to never let someone take parts away from who I am [B] but there are parts
[E] that sometimes make me want to hurt myself.
So what am I supposed to do with them?
Your heart is on fire when you water down [C#m] your words.
You started much higher before [E] you found the lord and you justify the way you hate [C#m] yourself with forgiveness.
[E]
Objects of obsession is constant repetition.
[C#m] A cycle where we try to find [E] reasons that we're living on a product of the products
I let into [C#m] my heart before I loved you.
[E] [B]
Ashes look the same whether they are your lover or an object that [E] you would rather face
than dealing with your pain.
Or the emotional [B]
strain that comes with tearing open the seams.
[E]
Passionately neglecting anything but the emotional strain.
We [G#m] transform from being two [B] souls searching for love in a bad [E] dream to just two strangers
with shared memories.
And [G#m] sometimes I found [C#m] stability while you kissed your soul goodbye.
I [E] know a song won't do justice but it's all I have so I'll try.
Your heart is on fire when you [C#m] water down your words.
You started much higher before you [E] found the lord and you justify the way you hate [C#m] yourself with forgiveness.
[E]
Objects of obsession is constant repetition.
[C#m] A cycle where we try to find reasons [E] that we're living on a product of the products
I let into my [C#m] heart before I loved you.
[E] [B]
Take two years from my life and a couple [E] from each friend.
We'll collect another 30 years and bring you back from the [F#m] dead.
Take two years from my life and a couple [E] from each friend.
We'll collect another 30 years and bring you back from the dead.
Take two years from [B] my life and a couple from each friend.
We'll collect [E] another 30 years and bring you back [B] from the dead.
Take two years from my [D#] life and a couple from [E] each friend.
We'll bring you back from the dead
You can see me [A] again
[E] You can see me again
And since you left you hardly ever come up
But I'll tell you there's a part that I will never give up
You tell yourself now that I can never find you
Why you never found me
When love was such a vacant [C#m] dream which screamed
Never let someone take parts away from [E] who I am
But there are parts that sometimes make me want to hurt myself
Key:
E
C#m
B
A
F#m
E
C#m
B
_ _ I remember when I was a teenager I used to have these dreams about [C#] this like hotel room
and everybody in the room was so stoic unless they were angry, unless they had negative
emotions to [N] release.
I remember at the time I was going to a homeopathic specialist who was helping me with anxiety
and depression and this was right after I had made an attempt on my life.
I remember she explained to me that she feels like all people are kind of like hotels where
people come and people go and some people come into your life because they want to be
there and others come just to party or trash it and expect you to clean it up when they leave.
That metaphor of our lives being like hotels stuck with me.
She said [B] the reason maybe you have so many dreams of people being stoic unless they have
negative emotions is because [A#m] that's how you feel inside.
She said you need to fill your hotel with [A] people of joy.
[Gm] So I started writing in these composition books about how I felt and about how I wanted
to fill my hotel, my [A] life with people who bring joy and [N] encouragement.
So that way whenever I did feel numb or I felt like I didn't deserve emotion or didn't
deserve love I could go back and even if it was about negative emotions I could at least
read about my past emotions and remind myself that I am valid and I am human.
And it was just these books about my hotel life and that became hotel books.
And for the last six years it's all I've known.
_ _ _ _ My life is full of a lot of joy.
I never [G] meant to write songs that made people feel sad.
I just wanted to write songs where people can relate in [A#] times where their hotel feels
as though they [N] can't relate.
_ _ That's all I ever wanted.
[F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] We'll [C#m] make loneliness into love when we're bored and [F#] find the right [E] emotional principle
to cut like a sword.
Over the words of [C#m] a past me whispering [B] love was the destination but we [E] would settle for some sympathy.
_ _ Turning [C#m] myself into my own lord and then finding my [B] own spinal cord [E] it's finally safe to throw
our bones back into the sea.
So we [C#m] can forget what it means to have bodies when [Bm] pursuing [E] sanity just feels like some
sort of couples therapy.
For these dual [C#m] personalities bleeding into my psyche [B] just questioning [E] the answers I
give to those I see.
And I was taught [C#m] to never let someone take parts away from who I am [B] but there are parts
[E] that sometimes make me want to hurt myself.
So what am I supposed to do with them?
Your heart is on fire when you water down [C#m] your words.
You started much higher before [E] you found the lord and you _ justify the way you hate [C#m] yourself with forgiveness.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
Objects of obsession is constant repetition.
[C#m] A cycle where we try to find [E] reasons that we're living on a product of the products
I let into [C#m] my heart before I loved you.
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Ashes look the same whether they are your lover or an object that [E] you would rather face
than dealing with your pain.
Or the emotional [B]
strain that comes with tearing open the seams.
_ _ [E]
Passionately neglecting anything but the emotional strain.
We [G#m] transform from being two [B] souls searching for love in a bad [E] dream to just two strangers
with shared memories.
And [G#m] sometimes I found [C#m] stability while you kissed your soul goodbye.
I [E] know a song won't do justice but it's all I have so I'll try.
_ Your heart is on fire when you [C#m] water down your words.
You started much higher before you [E] found the lord and you justify the way you hate [C#m] yourself with forgiveness.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
Objects of obsession is constant repetition.
[C#m] A cycle where we try to find reasons [E] that we're living on a product of the products
I let into my [C#m] heart before I loved you.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _
Take two years from my life and a couple [E] from each friend.
We'll collect another 30 years and bring you back from the [F#m] dead.
Take two years from my life and a couple [E] from each friend.
We'll collect another 30 years and bring you back from the dead.
Take two years from [B] my life and a couple from each friend.
We'll collect [E] another 30 years and bring you back [B] from the dead.
Take two years from my [D#] life and a couple from [E] each friend.
We'll bring you back from the dead
You can see me [A] again
_ _ [E] You can see me again _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And since you left you hardly ever come up
But I'll tell you there's a part that I will never give up
You tell yourself now that I can never find you
Why you never found me
When love was such a vacant [C#m] dream which screamed
Never let someone take parts away from [E] who I am
But there are parts that sometimes make me want to hurt myself
and everybody in the room was so stoic unless they were angry, unless they had negative
emotions to [N] release.
I remember at the time I was going to a homeopathic specialist who was helping me with anxiety
and depression and this was right after I had made an attempt on my life.
I remember she explained to me that she feels like all people are kind of like hotels where
people come and people go and some people come into your life because they want to be
there and others come just to party or trash it and expect you to clean it up when they leave.
That metaphor of our lives being like hotels stuck with me.
She said [B] the reason maybe you have so many dreams of people being stoic unless they have
negative emotions is because [A#m] that's how you feel inside.
She said you need to fill your hotel with [A] people of joy.
[Gm] So I started writing in these composition books about how I felt and about how I wanted
to fill my hotel, my [A] life with people who bring joy and [N] encouragement.
So that way whenever I did feel numb or I felt like I didn't deserve emotion or didn't
deserve love I could go back and even if it was about negative emotions I could at least
read about my past emotions and remind myself that I am valid and I am human.
And it was just these books about my hotel life and that became hotel books.
And for the last six years it's all I've known.
_ _ _ _ My life is full of a lot of joy.
I never [G] meant to write songs that made people feel sad.
I just wanted to write songs where people can relate in [A#] times where their hotel feels
as though they [N] can't relate.
_ _ That's all I ever wanted.
[F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] We'll [C#m] make loneliness into love when we're bored and [F#] find the right [E] emotional principle
to cut like a sword.
Over the words of [C#m] a past me whispering [B] love was the destination but we [E] would settle for some sympathy.
_ _ Turning [C#m] myself into my own lord and then finding my [B] own spinal cord [E] it's finally safe to throw
our bones back into the sea.
So we [C#m] can forget what it means to have bodies when [Bm] pursuing [E] sanity just feels like some
sort of couples therapy.
For these dual [C#m] personalities bleeding into my psyche [B] just questioning [E] the answers I
give to those I see.
And I was taught [C#m] to never let someone take parts away from who I am [B] but there are parts
[E] that sometimes make me want to hurt myself.
So what am I supposed to do with them?
Your heart is on fire when you water down [C#m] your words.
You started much higher before [E] you found the lord and you _ justify the way you hate [C#m] yourself with forgiveness.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
Objects of obsession is constant repetition.
[C#m] A cycle where we try to find [E] reasons that we're living on a product of the products
I let into [C#m] my heart before I loved you.
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Ashes look the same whether they are your lover or an object that [E] you would rather face
than dealing with your pain.
Or the emotional [B]
strain that comes with tearing open the seams.
_ _ [E]
Passionately neglecting anything but the emotional strain.
We [G#m] transform from being two [B] souls searching for love in a bad [E] dream to just two strangers
with shared memories.
And [G#m] sometimes I found [C#m] stability while you kissed your soul goodbye.
I [E] know a song won't do justice but it's all I have so I'll try.
_ Your heart is on fire when you [C#m] water down your words.
You started much higher before you [E] found the lord and you justify the way you hate [C#m] yourself with forgiveness.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
Objects of obsession is constant repetition.
[C#m] A cycle where we try to find reasons [E] that we're living on a product of the products
I let into my [C#m] heart before I loved you.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _
Take two years from my life and a couple [E] from each friend.
We'll collect another 30 years and bring you back from the [F#m] dead.
Take two years from my life and a couple [E] from each friend.
We'll collect another 30 years and bring you back from the dead.
Take two years from [B] my life and a couple from each friend.
We'll collect [E] another 30 years and bring you back [B] from the dead.
Take two years from my [D#] life and a couple from [E] each friend.
We'll bring you back from the dead
You can see me [A] again
_ _ [E] You can see me again _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And since you left you hardly ever come up
But I'll tell you there's a part that I will never give up
You tell yourself now that I can never find you
Why you never found me
When love was such a vacant [C#m] dream which screamed
Never let someone take parts away from [E] who I am
But there are parts that sometimes make me want to hurt myself