Chords for Hotel Books - I'm Almost Happy Here
Tempo:
107.1 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
D
E
A
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] I think I'm almost [Bm] happy here, but I will never regret [F#m] venturing despite fear.
Because everyone [E] wanted me to see that we could not thrive, so if this is [D] reality, then
I guess I don't regret [F#m] the nights I thought that I had died.
[E] Because sometimes I feel like nothing, and nothing ever changes when [Bm] changes consume
me through these changing stages.
[A] Everything we could have done differently is now just a [E] memory, and the love I hoped
for is hanging on a [D] rope, and it's funny how artistic we become when [F#m] our hearts are broken
through this constant collapse and thought of relapse.
[E] I guess it's safe to throw [D] our bones back in the sea.
[F#m]
I guess [E] it's safe to throw our bones [D] back in the sea.
[G] With this salt water for blood and [D] fear of falling in love, I'm almost happy [F#m] here, but
I'm still moving.
I just want us to [E] run wild, young beauty.
[Bm] Because I [D] always thought I would be okay, and [F#m] some days I still feel the same, but every
day the same way I [E] feel afraid to embrace grace.
Because I know I don't [Bm] deserve it, and I know that I can't [F#m] earn this, and I know that I
can hurt this [E] heart that I have grown within, but it's a given that [Bm] even [D] someone as sick
as me, [F#m]
now I can breathe seeing that I'm not living in apathy.
[E]
[D] So I guess we'll throw our bones back into the [F#m] sea.
[E] I guess it's safe [D] to throw our bones back into the sea.
Come [F#m] with me, and I hope I stay alive, because ghosts can't [D] love, they just broke love and
turned to a bow.
[A] In a quick dash, feel the [F#m] impact on this car crash, and pray to God I can be forgiven and
have my [D] friends back.
[A] Where we sleep is where we [F#m] dream, and I haven't slept for days.
Rhyme cycles are a memory of when I was sitting in a [D] dorm room, thinking of how much greener
the [A] grass would be if I became a touring act someday.
[F#m] But now I'm dreaming or sinking, most nights they feel the same, since I can lose one [D] friend,
lose all friends, and still not keep [A] those demons at bay.
And I said all [F#m] my friends are trees with roots in the earth, the hearts as the branches in
a community we've [D] labeled our arts, into a collective [A] scene, into a collective faithless
dream [F#m] of empty courage and empty hearts.
Hollow light, hollow lovers always falling apart.
[D] So I'll love life and let go and try my [A] best to understand, there's nothing new to [F#m] know.
Though I didn't say it's true, I still feel the same.
Like I died [D] with you, and I feel the strain taking [A] two steps back.
On these wooden [F#m] floorboards, I'll beg for more, and pray this isn't just a retrospective
moment, not just [D] a soul begging for catharsis, [A] but rather the start of a new me and a real [F#m] movement.
God forgive me!
Because everyone [E] wanted me to see that we could not thrive, so if this is [D] reality, then
I guess I don't regret [F#m] the nights I thought that I had died.
[E] Because sometimes I feel like nothing, and nothing ever changes when [Bm] changes consume
me through these changing stages.
[A] Everything we could have done differently is now just a [E] memory, and the love I hoped
for is hanging on a [D] rope, and it's funny how artistic we become when [F#m] our hearts are broken
through this constant collapse and thought of relapse.
[E] I guess it's safe to throw [D] our bones back in the sea.
[F#m]
I guess [E] it's safe to throw our bones [D] back in the sea.
[G] With this salt water for blood and [D] fear of falling in love, I'm almost happy [F#m] here, but
I'm still moving.
I just want us to [E] run wild, young beauty.
[Bm] Because I [D] always thought I would be okay, and [F#m] some days I still feel the same, but every
day the same way I [E] feel afraid to embrace grace.
Because I know I don't [Bm] deserve it, and I know that I can't [F#m] earn this, and I know that I
can hurt this [E] heart that I have grown within, but it's a given that [Bm] even [D] someone as sick
as me, [F#m]
now I can breathe seeing that I'm not living in apathy.
[E]
[D] So I guess we'll throw our bones back into the [F#m] sea.
[E] I guess it's safe [D] to throw our bones back into the sea.
Come [F#m] with me, and I hope I stay alive, because ghosts can't [D] love, they just broke love and
turned to a bow.
[A] In a quick dash, feel the [F#m] impact on this car crash, and pray to God I can be forgiven and
have my [D] friends back.
[A] Where we sleep is where we [F#m] dream, and I haven't slept for days.
Rhyme cycles are a memory of when I was sitting in a [D] dorm room, thinking of how much greener
the [A] grass would be if I became a touring act someday.
[F#m] But now I'm dreaming or sinking, most nights they feel the same, since I can lose one [D] friend,
lose all friends, and still not keep [A] those demons at bay.
And I said all [F#m] my friends are trees with roots in the earth, the hearts as the branches in
a community we've [D] labeled our arts, into a collective [A] scene, into a collective faithless
dream [F#m] of empty courage and empty hearts.
Hollow light, hollow lovers always falling apart.
[D] So I'll love life and let go and try my [A] best to understand, there's nothing new to [F#m] know.
Though I didn't say it's true, I still feel the same.
Like I died [D] with you, and I feel the strain taking [A] two steps back.
On these wooden [F#m] floorboards, I'll beg for more, and pray this isn't just a retrospective
moment, not just [D] a soul begging for catharsis, [A] but rather the start of a new me and a real [F#m] movement.
God forgive me!
Key:
F#m
D
E
A
Bm
F#m
D
E
[G] I think I'm almost [Bm] happy here, but I will never regret [F#m] venturing despite fear.
Because everyone [E] wanted me to see that we could not thrive, so if this is [D] reality, _ then
I guess I don't regret [F#m] the nights I thought that I had died.
_ [E] Because sometimes I feel like nothing, and nothing ever changes when [Bm] changes consume
me through these changing stages.
[A] Everything we could have done differently is now just a [E] memory, and the love I hoped
for is hanging on a [D] rope, and it's funny how artistic we become when [F#m] our hearts are broken
through this constant collapse and thought of relapse.
[E] _ I guess it's safe to throw [D] our bones back in the sea.
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _
I guess [E] it's safe to throw our bones [D] back in the sea.
_ _ _ _ [G] With this salt water for blood and [D] fear of falling in love, I'm almost happy [F#m] here, but
I'm still moving.
I just want us to [E] run wild, young beauty.
_ [Bm] Because I [D] always thought I would be okay, and [F#m] some days I still feel the same, but every
day the same way I [E] feel afraid to embrace grace.
Because I know I don't [Bm] deserve it, and I know that I can't [F#m] earn this, and I know that I
can hurt this [E] heart that I have grown within, but it's a given that [Bm] even [D] someone as sick
as me, [F#m] _
now I can breathe seeing that I'm not living in apathy.
[E] _
_ _ _ _ [D] So I guess we'll throw our bones back into the [F#m] sea. _ _ _
[E] _ I guess it's safe [D] to throw our bones back into the sea.
_ Come [F#m] with me, and I hope I stay alive, because ghosts can't [D] love, they just broke love and
turned to a bow.
[A] In a quick dash, feel the [F#m] impact on this car crash, and pray to God I can be forgiven and
have my [D] friends back. _ _
[A] Where we sleep is where we [F#m] dream, and I haven't slept for days.
Rhyme cycles are a memory of when I was sitting in a [D] dorm room, thinking of how much greener
the [A] grass would be if I became a touring act someday.
[F#m] But now I'm dreaming or sinking, most nights they feel the same, since I can lose one [D] friend,
lose all friends, and still not keep [A] those demons at bay.
And I said all [F#m] my friends are trees with roots in the earth, the hearts as the branches in
a community we've [D] labeled our arts, into a collective [A] scene, into a collective faithless
dream [F#m] of empty courage and empty hearts.
Hollow light, hollow lovers always falling apart.
[D] So I'll love life and let go and try my [A] best to understand, there's nothing new to [F#m] know.
Though I didn't say it's true, I still feel the same.
Like I died [D] with you, and I feel the strain taking [A] two steps back.
On these wooden [F#m] floorboards, I'll beg for more, and pray this isn't just a retrospective
moment, not just [D] a soul begging for catharsis, [A] but rather the start of a new me and a real [F#m] movement.
God forgive me! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Because everyone [E] wanted me to see that we could not thrive, so if this is [D] reality, _ then
I guess I don't regret [F#m] the nights I thought that I had died.
_ [E] Because sometimes I feel like nothing, and nothing ever changes when [Bm] changes consume
me through these changing stages.
[A] Everything we could have done differently is now just a [E] memory, and the love I hoped
for is hanging on a [D] rope, and it's funny how artistic we become when [F#m] our hearts are broken
through this constant collapse and thought of relapse.
[E] _ I guess it's safe to throw [D] our bones back in the sea.
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _
I guess [E] it's safe to throw our bones [D] back in the sea.
_ _ _ _ [G] With this salt water for blood and [D] fear of falling in love, I'm almost happy [F#m] here, but
I'm still moving.
I just want us to [E] run wild, young beauty.
_ [Bm] Because I [D] always thought I would be okay, and [F#m] some days I still feel the same, but every
day the same way I [E] feel afraid to embrace grace.
Because I know I don't [Bm] deserve it, and I know that I can't [F#m] earn this, and I know that I
can hurt this [E] heart that I have grown within, but it's a given that [Bm] even [D] someone as sick
as me, [F#m] _
now I can breathe seeing that I'm not living in apathy.
[E] _
_ _ _ _ [D] So I guess we'll throw our bones back into the [F#m] sea. _ _ _
[E] _ I guess it's safe [D] to throw our bones back into the sea.
_ Come [F#m] with me, and I hope I stay alive, because ghosts can't [D] love, they just broke love and
turned to a bow.
[A] In a quick dash, feel the [F#m] impact on this car crash, and pray to God I can be forgiven and
have my [D] friends back. _ _
[A] Where we sleep is where we [F#m] dream, and I haven't slept for days.
Rhyme cycles are a memory of when I was sitting in a [D] dorm room, thinking of how much greener
the [A] grass would be if I became a touring act someday.
[F#m] But now I'm dreaming or sinking, most nights they feel the same, since I can lose one [D] friend,
lose all friends, and still not keep [A] those demons at bay.
And I said all [F#m] my friends are trees with roots in the earth, the hearts as the branches in
a community we've [D] labeled our arts, into a collective [A] scene, into a collective faithless
dream [F#m] of empty courage and empty hearts.
Hollow light, hollow lovers always falling apart.
[D] So I'll love life and let go and try my [A] best to understand, there's nothing new to [F#m] know.
Though I didn't say it's true, I still feel the same.
Like I died [D] with you, and I feel the strain taking [A] two steps back.
On these wooden [F#m] floorboards, I'll beg for more, and pray this isn't just a retrospective
moment, not just [D] a soul begging for catharsis, [A] but rather the start of a new me and a real [F#m] movement.
God forgive me! _
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