Intro: Db Gbmaj7 Bbm Ab Gbmaj7 Verse 1: Db You stood by the doorway Gbmaj7 In an overused T-shirt Bbm Ab Gbmaj7 Asking me questions about my day to forget about yours Db Now I see you less often Gbmaj7 And we don't speak much either Bbm Ab Gbmaj7 Fifteen years spent in the same place but I wanted more Interlude: Cm7 F7 xA -|-8--9-8---------| xE -|---------11-9---| xC -|----------------| xG -|----------------| Chorus: Bbm Db Dbadd9 Gbmaj7 Db Ab Buried in the fields under the marigolds -La flor de la vida- Bbm Db Dbadd9 Gbmaj7 Db Ab Lie our footprints marked beneath the dirt -Guarda recuerdos- Bbm Db Dbadd9 We'd pick fruit from the lemon trees Gbmaj7 Db Ab Or cut off the branches, set fire to the earth Bbm Db Dbadd9 Gbmaj7 If you would've told me it'd be the last time Db Gbmaj7 I'd have carried its worth Verse 2: Db You drew the line Gbmaj7 On your side of the bedroom Bbm Ab Gbmaj7 Told me with your eyes, "The darker it gets, the more I'd cross" Db Now I stare at the ceiling Gbmaj7 In a brand-new apartment Bbm Ab Gbmaj7 Tryna remember were the sheets painted green or some type of scarlet Interlude: Cm7 F7 xA -|-8--9-8---------| xE -|---------11-9---| xC -|----------------| xG -|----------------| Chorus: Bbm Db Dbadd9 Gbmaj7 Db Ab Buried in the fields under the marigolds -La flor de la vida- Bbm Db Dbadd9 Gbmaj7 Db Ab Lie our footprints marked beneath the dirt -Guarda recuerdos- Bbm Db Dbadd9 We'd pick fruit from the lemon trees Gbmaj7 Db Ab Or cut off the branches, set fire to the earth Bbm Db Dbadd9 Gbmaj7 If you would've told me it'd be the last time Bbm I'd have carried its worth Bridge: Bbm Db Db Dbadd9 Gbmaj7 But sooner or later, the colors start fading Db Ab Bbm I hate that they're slipping away with each night Db Db Dbadd9 Gbmaj7 Telling dad's jokes but the punchline keeps changing Db Ab Bbm I'm scared of the day that they're gone from our minds Chorus: Bbm Db Dbadd9 Gbmaj7 Db Ab Buried in the fields under the marigolds -La flor de la vida- Bbm Db Dbadd9 Gbmaj7 Db Ab Lie our footprints marked beneath the dirt -Guarda recuerdos- Bbm Db Dbadd9 We'd pick fruit from the lemon trees Gbmaj7 Db Ab Or cut off the branches, set fire to the earth Bbm Db Gbmaj7 If you would've told me it'd be the last time Db I'd have carried its worth
