Bruised Orange

Intro - A ( 466544 ) take off your barre finger to make the same noise justin makes for the E . also , justin puts a riff in when moving from a to D . A D E | - 4 - - - x - - x - - x - - - 4 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | B | - 4 - - - x - - x - - x - - - 6 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | G | - 5 - - - x - - x - - x - - - 6 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | D | - 6 - - - x - - x - - x - - - 6 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | A | - 6 - - - x - - x - - x - - - 4 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | E | - 4 - - - 5 - - 7 - - 9 - - - 4 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | A m y heart’s in the ice house come hill or come valley D like a long ago sunday when i walked through the alley A E on a cold winter’s morning to a church house A just to shovel some snow A i heard sirens on the train track howl naked gettin’ nuder D an alter boy’s been hit by a local commuter A E just from walking with his back turned to the train A that was coming so slow Chorus : D you can gaze out the window get mad and get maddEr A throw you hands in the air say "what does it matter?" E but it don’t do no good to get angry A so help me i know D for a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter A you become your own prisoner E as you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a trap A of your very own chain of sorrow . Verse : A i been brought down to zero pulled out and put back there D i sat on the park bench kissed the girl with the black hair A E and my head shouted down to my heart A you better look out be low . A h ey , it ain’t such a long drop don’t stammer . don’t stutter D from the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter A E and you carry those bruises to remind you A wherever you go . Chorus : D you can gaze out the window get mad and get maddEr A throw you hands in the air say "what does it matter?" E but it don’t do no good to get angry A so help me i know D for a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter A you be come your own prisoner E as you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a trap A of your very own chain of sorrow . instrumental : A , D , A , E x4 A m y heart’s in the ice house come hill or come valley D like a long ago sunday when i walked through the alley A E on a cold winter’s morning to a church house A just to shovel some snow