The Broken Ending chords by Kadence

Intro:

    C
I’m on the other side
  E
I can’t get through to you
     Am
I’ve tried a million ways but I can’t persuade
    G                B7
The things I think of you
C  E
Oh what is going on
Am G             B7
Oh what is going on

C E Am G B7

Verse 1:
C
Hold on
E
I guess this is it
Am
Drained by the minute it's all too much
    G                 B7
For my spoons to pick up
   C
My traveled legs are filled with pain
E
Journeyed the blistering sun
   Am
My mind reflects and reminds my hands
      G                      B7
That they're all scarred and done
C
I’m trying to tell you all
E
That I want to have it all
  Am
I want the simple life but can’t seem to grasp it
   G                  B7
My mind won’t make it easy
  C
I wish I never met my friends
      E
Don’t need them as distractions
  Am
I wish I never fell in love
G              B7
It was only my luck

C E Am G B7

Verse 2:
C
How many times do I gotta say
  E
A twisted little joke
Am
How many times I gotta say
    G                   B7
The things last night I spoke
C
How many times do I gotta say
     E
That I ain’t feeling good
Am
How many times I gotta say
     G                 B7
That things just ain’t alright

(One measure break)
(All Instruments Jump In)

C
How many times I gotta say
  E
A twisted little joke
Am
How many times I gotta say
    G                   B7
The things last night I spoke
C
How many times do I gotta say
     E
That I ain’t feeling good
Am
How many times I gotta say
     G                 B7
That things just ain’t alright

C E Am G B7
C E Am G B7

Outro:
(Guitar Riff Only)
C E Am G B7

    C
I’m on the other side
  E
I can’t get through to me
     Am
I’ve tried a million ways but I can’t persuade
    G                 B7             C
The things I think of me

*Spoken Word*
N.C.
And so, the mantis returned to their cavern.
N.C.
Despite weary from the journey, they took the time to tidy their travel pack,
N.C.
Greet their feathered companion, and steep a cup of tea
N.C.
Finally enjoying the luxury of a personal bed,
N.C.
They pulled the covers over their eyes, over their red,
N.C.
blood-shot eyes, and drifted off into slumber, dreading the winter ahead.