Paper Cuts

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G|-2----4-| |-2---|     |-3--4---|     |-5--6---|     |-1----|     |-----| 
D|-2----4-| |-2---|     |-3----5-|     |-5----7-|     |------|     |-2---| 
A|-2------| |-0---|     |-3----5-|     |-5----7-|     |---2--|     |-2---| 
E|-2------| |-2---|     |-3------|     |-5------|     |------|     |-----| 

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Bm            F#m7         G                           A
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INTRO
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| Bm /// | F#m7 /// | G /// | G // A / |
| Bm /// | F#m7 /// | G /// | //// |


Verse
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Bm                     F#m7                   G                          A
Saving grace from her own father, he’s had six cigarettes and ten lagers
Bm                        F#m7                 G                                    A
Lies in the classroom are getting darker; belt buckles struggle every day is harder
Bm                     F#m7
Shaking hands, broken heart now sirens
G                                            A
Tinted glass, questions asked in the white room
Bm                            F#m7                       G                     E7
So many ways to feel and see love she said the love he gives me makes me feel numb


Pre-Chorus
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                                  Em
And on the days when you’ve had enough
              E7
I say these words
                  Em          F#m7 (one strum)
For the people I love...


Chorus
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Bm            F#m7            G        A
Mine, are the hands you can trust
Bm            F#m7           G         A
Scars, from a time you were lost
Bm          F#m7            G
Slowly the blade turns to rust
     Em                     F#m7                     G
Remember these aren’t your fears, there just paper cuts


Instrumental
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| Bm /// | F#m7 /// | G /// | G // A / |
| Bm /// | F#m7 /// | G /// | //// |


Verse
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Bm                              F#m7
She had monsters too big to be demons,
G                          G          A
Prescribed medicine can’t describe feelings
Bm                             F#m7
Memories replay and they stole her hope
G                             G (one strum)
She knew this day would come and that she’d be alone
Bm                            F#m7
Kitchen floor on her own, no fight left
G                             G        A
Heart beats slow, tears flow, last breath
Bm                   F#m7                     G
Empty bottle on the floor as her eyes roll, back


Pre-Chorus
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E7
Then there’s a door slam, unknown footsteps
Em
She hears her name as her hand hits the light switch
E7
There’s a voice here to help new faces,
Em                       F#m7 (one strum)
Hand on the chest as she hears them say this


Chorus
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Bm            F#m7           G         A
Mine, are the hands you can trust
Bm            F#m7           G         A
Scars, from a time you were lost
Bm             F#m7         G          A
Slowly the blade turns to rust
   Em                        F#m7                    G
Remember these aren’t your fears, there just paper cuts


Bridge
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          G          A
When the pain, goes away
         Bm                 F#m7
And you feel like there’s nothing behind you,
      G               A
The night, there’s a gun
      Bm                         F#m7
And there’s nothing to keep you awake and it’s all, over, now
          G            A
And it’s all, over, now...


Chorus
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Bm            F#m7            G        A
Mine, are the hands you can trust
Bm            F#m7            G        A
Scars, from a time you were lost
Bm            F#m7           G         A
Slowly the blade turns to rust
           Em               F#m7                    G
Remember these aren’t your fears, there just paper cuts