And One chords by Linkin Park

Verse 1:

D                A    D          A
Where should I start? Disjointed heart

D            A             D     A         C
I've got no commitment to my own flesh and blood

D        A      D          Am
Left all alone, far from my home

D             A        D      A
No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart

Chorus:

C D       A          F
I keep it locked up, inside

Verse 2:

C D      A       D            Am
I cannot express to the point I've regressed

D               A          D                A
If anger's a gift, then I guess I've been blessed

Chorus:

C D       A          F
I keep it locked up, inside

D             A          F
Keep my distance from your lies

Interlude:

D     A                   F
It's too late to love me, now

C
You have never shown me

D     A                   F
It's too late to love me, now

          C       Bb
You don't even know me

Bridge 1:

D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release

D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release

D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Break!)

D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me!)

D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Down!)

D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

Chorus:

D       A          F
Keep it locked up, inside

D              A         F
Keep my distance from your lies

Bridge 2:

D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Break!)

D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me!)

D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Down!)

D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release

D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release

D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace


D       A
Keep my distance

D       A
Keep my distance

D       A
Keep my distance

D       A
Keep my distance

Outro:

D
Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness

D
Cryptic colloquialisms shift your mid rift

D
Dog paddle through a bog of shadows and smog

D
With my thought catalog, analogue rap battle log

D
Keep my distance and fear resistance

D
Hurt by persistence, the twisted web of tangled lies

D
Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste

D
And I'm forced to face these hate crimes

D
Against the state of being

D
Feeling the weightlessness press me to the ceiling

D
Reeling around rooms, riding a bubble of sound

D
Tuned to the frequency making your chest shake

D
With every boom

D
Involuntary muscle contraction

D
Ignoring your neck's breaking, musical gas fume euphoria

D
The sound pounds to make the dead flush

D
To hand you a head rush with read thoughts and said stuff