• Song:

    Floorboards

  • Artist:

    Real Friends

Intro:
G# Cm G# Cm

             D#   G#                         D#      F
You said I didn't cry out to the clouds for nothing
             A#        Cm     G#       D#
You told me everything eventually works out
                      G#       D#
That's what I'll keep telling myself

     Cm       G#
I don't wanna be
                D#              A#                    C#    G#
jealous of the trees next to my neighbor's garage anymore
                                  D#
I'll just lie in the mess I made

       Gm        G#                             Cm
Don't let me fall off the edge and break down
      D#
Try not to forget everything I said

G#    A# G#       A#

G#             D#
Just another week
          G#       Cm    D#
and I'll pick myself up off my bony knees
   G#       D#                          A#
I guess it took a year to realize that what I had was
G#                  D#
Everything I needed to feel okay
                   Gm     G#        D# 
But still I've got these sleepy eyes
           A#
That have seen too much for me to handle

D#

 Cm             G#
I'm not gonna lie
     D#  Gm                      G#     Cm
My skin and bones have seen some better days
Gm            G#     Gm   G#      
Thirty pounds ago seemed like 
G#  G    D#   Gm     G#
a more stable place to stay

NC
I'm not gonna lie
My skin and bones have seen some better days
Cm~
I'm not gonna lie
D#~                      A#               G#
My skin and bones have seen some better days

D#

G#             D#
Just another week
          G#       Cm    D#
and I'll pick myself up off my bony knees
   G#       D#                          A#
I guess it took a year to realize that what I had was
G#                  D#
Everything I needed to feel okay
                   Gm     G#        D# 
But still I've got these sleepy eyes
           A#
That have seen too much for me to handle

D#
There's no point to the floorboards in my house
Nothing feels right
And I can't stand up without you
Nothing feels right

D#    G#    D#     G#

G#             D#
Just another week
          G#       Cm    D#
and I'll pick myself up off my bony knees
   G#       D#                          A#
I guess it took a year to realize that what I had was
G#                  D#
Everything I needed to feel okay
                   Gm     G#        D# 
But still I've got these sleepy eyes
           A#
That have seen too much for me to handle
 C    G#
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