Holes
Capo 1
Bm A D Bm A G Bm A D G
D
There's a picture frame hanging at the end of the hall
G
Pile of dust on the floor where my fist hit the dry wall
Bm
That's my M.O., leaving something broke
G
Everywhere I go, holes
There's a rusty old truck door sitting in a field
That I filled full of buck shot, everytime I got
Mad something over nothing
Didn't matter at all, holes
D G
In my life, down in my bones
Bm A G
From my heart, to my soul
There's a lonely space on a big brass bed
Where we first made love and she laid her head
On my shoulder, before I told her
It was over, holes
There's a million conversations with my old man
About who he was and who I am
That I never had, I just wouldn't listen
Bm
I just kept digging myself down in them holes
Chorus
Bridge:
Bm
When I woke up today put the shovel down
D
Stepped out of my haze took a look around
G Bm A G
Saw a ray of light shining through the clouds
Bm A G
So I climbed out
Chorus
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