Colors Tabulatur von Halsey (für Baryton)

Am, F, C, G



            Am                             F
Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so
              C                         G
You said your mother only smiled on her TV show
            Am                            F
You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope
           C                                G
I hope you make it to the day you're twenty eight years old


       Am                             F
You're tripping like you're saturated sunlight
       C                            G
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
       Am                                F
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
       C                                  G
And I'm tearing through the pages and the ink


              Am
Everything is blue
               F
His pills, his hands, his jeans
            C
And now I'm covered in the colors
     G
Pull apart at the seams
            Am       F 
It makes me blue
            C        G
It makes me blue
              Am
Everything is grey
              F
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
             C
And now he's so devoid of color
         G
He don't know what it means
            Am       F
It makes me blue
            C        G
It makes me blue


           Am                             F
You were a vision in the morning when the light came through
         C                         G
And I've only felt religion when I lay with you
            Am                          F
Said you'll never be forgiven till your boys are too
          C                             G
I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you



       Am                             F
You're tripping like you're saturated sunlight
       C                            G
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
       Am                                F
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
       C                                  G
And I'm tearing through the pages and the ink


              Am
Everything is blue
               F
His pills, his hands, his jeans
            C
And now I'm covered in the colors
     G
Pull apart at the seams
            Am       F 
It makes me blue
            C        G
It makes me blue
              Am
Everything is grey
              F
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
             C
And now he's so devoid of color
         G
He don't know what it means
            Am       F
It makes me blue
            C        G
It makes me blue


              Am       F
Everything is blue
              C        G
Everything is blue
              Am       F
Everything is blue
              C        G
Everything is blue


*Am          
    You were red and you liked me because I was blue
*F
    You touched me and suddenly I turned into a lilac sky
*C
    Then you decided purple 
*G
    Just wasn't for you



              Am
Everything is blue
               F
His pills, his hands, his jeans
            C
And now I'm covered in the colors
     G
Pull apart at the seams
            Am       F 
It makes me blue
            C        G
It makes me blue
              Am
Everything is grey
              F
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
             C
And now he's so devoid of color
         G
He don't know what it means
            Am       F
It makes me blue
            C        G
It makes me blue