• Song:

    Dirty Little Heart

  • Artist:

    Lostprophets

  • Album:

    The Betrayed

B
Another night, another year thats gone
G#m
Raise your glass, I'm not home tonight
B
Nothings changed but everything is differnt
G#m
Getting cold in the bus stop light
B
All the days, all the times we spent
G#m
making plans for another life
B
Staring out of a back seat window,
G#m
making cuts with a plastic knife

E          F#   G#m             B
This dirty heart still likes to beat
E            F#
Back in your arms
G#m
Back on your street

B                     F#    G#m
These open wounds you gave me
             F#
These broken bones will take me
B                       F#m    G#m                     B
Crawling on through the debris of my dirty little heart


B
Another flag stone, I don't belong
G#m
An empty glass still not home tonight
B
I look for change but only finding difference
G#m
I'm growing old in the glare of the spot light
B
All those nights, all the hearts I've haunted
G#m
All the memories we've shared
B
I wonder if this will ever be different
G#m
I wonder if we will ever be spared


E          F#   G#m             B
This dirty heart still likes to beat
E            F#
Back in your arms
G#m
Back on your street


B                     F#    G#m
These open wounds you gave me
             F#
These broken bones will take me
B                       F#m    G#m                     B
Crawling on through the debris of my dirty little heart

B                     F#    G#m
These open wounds you gave me
             F#
These broken bones will take me
B                       F#m    G#m                     B
Crawling on through the debris of my dirty little heart

(SOLO) ( B , F# , E , G#m )

B                     F#    G#m
These open wounds you gave me
             F#
These broken bones will take me
B                       F#m    G#m                     B
Crawling on through the debris of my dirty little heart

B                     F#    G#m
These open wounds you gave me
             F#
These broken bones will take me
B                       F#m    G#m                     
(let ring)
Crawling on through the debris of my dirty little heart
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