Verso 1:
G              C
I put on my usual
G                          C
Pack a picture from my cubicle
Em                        C
All I can think about is you
G              C
I'm still bleedin'
G              C
I'm still bleedin'

Verso 2: (igual ao Verso 1)

Refrão:
Am                       C
      These thoughts of pain
                G
Don't make a sound
                  D
They keep us hidden
                    Em
In the lost and found
                  C                       G
These colder months, wincing social graces
               D                 Em   C  G  C
We keep with us, these fallen faces

Verso 3: (igual ao Verso 1)

Refrão 2:
Am                       C
      These thoughts of pain
                G
Don't make a sound
                  D
They keep us hidden
                    Em
In the lost and found
                  C                       G
These colder months, wincing social graces
               D                 Em    C
We keep with us, these fallen faces

We keep with us, these fallen faces

Ponte:
Am                    F
These thoughts of pain
                   C
They'll make a sound
               G
To keep us hidden
                    Am
In the lost and found
                   F                        C
In these colder months, wincing social graces
               G                  Am F C G
We keep with us, these fallen faces