Chained To The Couch Chords by The Devil Makes Three

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[A] Well, it's hot like [Am] couch and I'm chained to the couch [F] and my brain says [E] bad ideas out
of my [A] mouth like a thousand words.
[Am] _ Circuits burst, [F] _ crowds scream [E] and here comes a hearse [A] and I'm jumping [Am] now out of my chest
[F] as the crowds begin [E] to scream. _
[A] And the wine holds weight [Am] into the bar rooms [F] to drink away [E] the dreams.
And I can [A] hear years worth [Am] of traffic _ [F] outside on that dirty [E] street.
[Em] I can [A] see the lights turn [Am] from red to black to [F] blue to [E] brown to green.
And I've [A] been staring [Am] for so long [F]
my eyes begin [E] to bleed.
Yes, I've [A] been staring [Am] for so long [F]
my eyes begin [E] to bleed.
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_ When [Em] I was a young one, _ they told [D] me I let my rights at the [A] door and _ as I [Em] grow older
this becomes true [D] more and more.
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Now I'm [Em] just staring _ out that [D] open door.
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I should [Am] be screaming but [Em] I ain't got [D] no tears no [A]
more.
_ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ I ain't got no [F] tears, I ain't got [B] no tears [A] no more.
[Am] _ _ _ I [G] ain't got no [F] tears, I ain't got [Em] no tears [A] no more.
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[A] _ Guess I lost [Am] a few things [F] that were dear to me.
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[A] Like my arms and my [Am] legs and my body and my [F] soul and my will to speak.
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[A] Now they're just sliding [Am] fast _ [F] towards that ocean floor [E] beneath. _ _
[A] _ Trying to not [Am] be pulled under [F] by the waves [E] and the weeds. _ _
[A] _ Rain on [Am] the roof fit together [F] so click like a [E] telemate's shoot.
It's [A] like pull, [Am] aim, click, [F] bang, _ soar [E] and shoot. _
[A] And the rain and the wind [Am] they lick my skin [F] till it's freezing [E] _ smooth.
[C] [A] They heal over [Am] years of [F] a thousand bloody [E] wounds.
Oh yes, [A] they heal [Em] over years [F] of a thousand [E] bloody wounds. _
[A] _ _ When [Am] I was a young [Em]
one, they told [D] me I let my rights at the [A] door and _ as I [E] grow older
this [Em] becomes true [D] more and more. _ _
[A] _ Now I'm [Em] just staring _
[Em] out that open [D] door. _ _
[A] _ I should [Em] be screaming _ but I ain't got [D] no [D] tears no [A] more.
_ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ I [Em] ain't got no [F] tears, I ain't [E] got no tears [A] no more.
_ [Am] _ [Em] _ I ain't got no [F] tears, I ain't [E] got no [A] tears no more.
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