For The View chords by Skating Polly

A = E shaped bar chord


Verse: E F# B A
Chorus: B A F# E


Verse:
E                            F#
Please don’t chase us to the score
                  B
Of a spectacle, I threw my drawings in the dirt
    A
You took it hard and you’re so compelling
E                    F#
I strode in catching stars
                     B
Walked back out with screaming palms
               A              E
Hoping I would never leave my roses
     F#
And I never did again
        B                 A E
Cause I never thought I’d choke

Chorus:
B            A              F#            E
If it is the stars I lost I lost them for you
B           A                      F#             E
Pick me up, sell me cold if that’s what you gotta do
B              A               F#  E
So, I could be cryin’ cause of you
B                A      F#          E
But, I know it’s fun to drain my eyes
B             A            F#   E
Drain into my room for the view
B              A                F#       E
But I know I’m yours ‘cause you churn my blood


Verse:
E                      F#
Pretty features in the birds
                B
Unforgettable I wonder how you
                   A
Wander through the cars ‘cause all your fevers often
E                   F#
Spoke highly of his fame
                         B
You breathe so loud with broken words
               A              E
Hoping I would never leave my roses
     F#
And I never laughed at all
        B                 A E
Cause I never thought I’d choke


Chorus:
B            A              F#            E
If it is the stars I lost I lost them for you
B           A                      F#             E
Pick me up, sell me cold if that’s what you gotta do
B              A               F#  E
So, I could be cryin’ cause of you
B                A      F#          E
But, I know it’s fun to drain my eyes
B             A            F#   E
Drain into my room for the view
B              A                F#       E
But I know I’m yours ‘cause you churn my blood
B       A        F#      E
I don’t know the reasons
B       A         F#   E
I don’t have your mail
B       A        F#        E
Trickle down the preachers
B         A       F#    E
Drag them down to scale
B            A              F#            Pick slide
If it is the stars I lost I lost them for you
B           A                      F#             E
Pick me up, sell me cold if that’s what you gotta do
B              A               F#  E
So, I could be cryin’ cause of you
B                A      F#          E
But, I know it’s fun to drain my eyes
F#            E
Drain my eyes
F#            E
Drain my eyes
F#            E
Drain my eyes