Doors

 
E                               C#m7 
I grew up pretending sticks were little guns 
E                               C#m7 
I would point 'em at my dad, and he'd get mad 
Emaj7sus2                     A 
'Cause God forbid I'd hurt someone 
                 E 
I'd hurt anyone I could 
E                 C#m7                      Emaj7sus2 
Anyone who got too close, and anyone who wouldn't look 
 

 
E                               C#m7 
I was born into a one hundred-year storm 
E 
Foot of ice across Vermont 
            C#m7             Emaj7sus2                A 
And in that dark, and in that frost, a heart was formed 
                 E 
Malcontented and unwarm 
C#m7                       Emaj7sus2 
You were unprotected, not unwarned 
 

 
A                    E          F#m            C#m7 
That I'm the trouble ahead, and I scream in my sleep 
A                    E               C#m7                  ( C#m7 Bm ) 
You put your money on red, I'm a sure bet at a losing streak 
A                    E          F#m            C#m7 
I keep showing you doors, but you can't opn them up 
A                    E          C#m7 
It gets harder to see m the closer you try to look 
 

 
C#m                      Bm                              A 
I just live here, babe, but you're the one who decided to knock 
E 
You knock 
 

 
E                                 C#m7 
Have you ever stared directly at the Sun? 
E                                 C#m7              Emaj7sus2                 A 
Have you ever shared some closeness so exposed to have it spit back by someone? 
A                    E 
So, forgive me if I jump 
        C#m7                              Emaj7sus2                              A 
At the rattle of your keys, "Oh, are you leaving?", "No, babe, I'm just waking up" 
        E 
But now what? 
         C#m7                              Emaj7sus2                               A 
I'm left staring at the ceiling, listing reasons you should pack all your shit up 
 

 
A                    E          F#m            C#m7 
That I'm the trouble ahead, and I scream in my sleep 
A                    E               C#m7                  (C#m7 Bm) 
You put your money on red, I'm a sure bet at a losing streak 
A                    E          F#m            C#m7 
I keep showing you doors, but you can't opn them up 
A                    E          C#m7 
It gets harder to see m the closer you try to look 
 

 
C#m7                                   Bm                 A 
I just live here, babe, but you're the one who decided to knock 
E 
You knock 
C#m7                                   Bm                 A 
I just live here, babe, but you're the one who decided to knock 
E 
You knock  

(But you knocked 
You knocked) 

Instrumental Break 
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A                    E          F#m            C#m7 
That I'm the trouble ahead, and I scream in my sleep 
A                    E               C#m7                  (C#m7 Bm) 
You put your money on red, I'm a sure bet at a losing streak 
A                    E          F#m            C#m7 
I keep showing you doors, but you can't opn them up 
A                    E          C#m7 
It gets harder to see m the closer you try to look 
 

 
C#m                                     Bm 
I just live here, babe, but you're the one 
C#m                                     Bm 
I just live here, babe, but you're the one 
C#m                                     Bm 
I just live here, babe, but you're the one 

A         E     A           E 

A          E          F#m 
You're the one, you're the one 
A         E     A           E 
You're the one, you're the one 
A          E          F#m 
You're the one, you're the one 
 

Outro 
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