Annabelle Dinda

Love Lines Chords

by Annabelle Dinda
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Key: G [Opening Riff] G6 - G6add9 - G6 - Em7 x2 Verse 1: G6 Can somebody come find the love lines on my palm? Cmaj7/G Can they bend my ten fingers, then drag me along? Em9/F# Can somebody unearth what I can't promise is there? Cmaj9/G Cmaj7/G Is it me who has to search? Always me who has to bear? Chorus: Em11/A G6 I open up my chest every time somebody asks me Em9/F# Cmaj7/G In the morning, on a mountain, in a basement or a taxi Em11/A G6 I open up my chest for some translation, for a peek in Cmaj9/G Cmaj7/G But that language is long dead, and I fear no one's left to speak it Cmaj9/G Cmaj7/G That language is long dead, and I fear no one's left to speak it
--Riff-- Verse 2: G6 I'd rather be a muse than completely overcome Cmaj7/G And I make you dance for me so you'll never think to run Em9/F# It's my fault I get bored before you're close to done Cmaj9/G Cmaj7/G Though you're walking out the door, we both know I'm the guilty one Chorus: Em11/A G6 I open up my chest every time somebody asks me Em9/F# Cmaj7/G In the morning, on a mountain, in a basement or a taxi Em11/A G6 I open up my chest for some translation, for a peek in Cmaj9/G Cmaj7/G But that language is long dead, and I fear no one's left to speak it Cmaj9/G Cmaj7/G That language is long dead, and I fear no one's left to speak it [Interlude Riff] G6 G6add9 G6 Em7 Da - da - da - da - da - da x2 Bridge: Am So I waste what isn't mine E7#5/D And I mourn what never was Em And I tell myself I'm waiting Em9/F# G6 For the right reason to come Am I waste what little time E7#5/D We're given 'til it's gone D/F# And I pencil-draw the lines Em9/F# G6 On my wide and waiting home [Final Choruses] G6 Cmaj7/G I open up my chest every time somebody asks me Em9/F# Cmaj7/G In the morning, on a mountain, in a basement or a taxi Em11/A G6 I open up my chest for some translation, for a peek in Cmaj9/G Cmaj7/G But that language is long dead, and I fear no one's left Em11/A G6 I open up my chest every time somebody asks me Em9/F# Cmaj7/G In the morning, on a mountain, in a basement or a taxi Em11/A G6 I open up my chest for some translation, for a peek in Cmaj9/G Cmaj7/G But that language is long dead, and I fear no one's left to speak it Cmaj9/G Cmaj7/G That language is long dead, and I fear no one's left

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Published: December 26, 2025
Last Updated: December 26, 2025