Morning comes ev[A]ery time[E].[D]
[A]Lasting [E]until the [D]night.
And [A]lately it's [E]been hard to [D]see.
[F#m]Reasons to [E]get on my [D]feet.
[A]Searching [E]some kind of [D]light.
This [A]tunnel is [E]darker than [D]night.
And I'm [F#m]aching, I'm [E]breaking in[D]side.
But [A]you can't [E]see through my [D]smile.
Broken [F#m]glass [D]under my bare [A]feet.
You [E]are. Like a [F#m]flame that [D]burns me from with[A]in (haa, [E]haa).
Like a [F#m]curse you [D]haunt me in my [A]dreams.
You [E]are. Like an [F#m]itch that's [D]under my [A]skin (haa, [E]haa).
[D] [D] [D] [D] [A] [D] [D]
[A]Now when [E]people get [D]close.
[A]They feel the [E]torns of the [D]rose.
And I'll [F#m]break them, I'll [E]tear them a[A]part.
I'm [A]cruel 'cause [E]you stole my [D]heart.
Broken [F#m]glass [D]under my bare [A]feet.
You [E]are. Like a [F#m]flame that [D]burns me from with[A]in (haa, [E]haa).
Like a [F#m]curse you [D]haunt me in my [A]dreams.
You [E]are. Like an [F#m]itch that's [D]under my [A]skin (haa, [E]haa).
[D] [D] [D] [D] [A] [D] [D]
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Now you are where I used to be.
Feeling what I used to feel.
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
Broken [F#m]glass [D]under my bare [A]feet.
You [E]are. Like a [F#m]flame that [D]burns me from with[A]in (haa, [E]haa).
Like a [F#m]curse you [D]haunt me in my [A]dreams.
You [E]are. Like an [F#m]itch that's [D]under my [A]skin (haa, [E]haa).
Broken [D]gl[D]as[D]s.[D][A][D][D]
[A]Lasting [E]until the [D]night.
And [A]lately it's [E]been hard to [D]see.
[F#m]Reasons to [E]get on my [D]feet.
[A]Searching [E]some kind of [D]light.
This [A]tunnel is [E]darker than [D]night.
And I'm [F#m]aching, I'm [E]breaking in[D]side.
But [A]you can't [E]see through my [D]smile.
Broken [F#m]glass [D]under my bare [A]feet.
You [E]are. Like a [F#m]flame that [D]burns me from with[A]in (haa, [E]haa).
Like a [F#m]curse you [D]haunt me in my [A]dreams.
You [E]are. Like an [F#m]itch that's [D]under my [A]skin (haa, [E]haa).
[D] [D] [D] [D] [A] [D] [D]
[A]Now when [E]people get [D]close.
[A]They feel the [E]torns of the [D]rose.
And I'll [F#m]break them, I'll [E]tear them a[A]part.
I'm [A]cruel 'cause [E]you stole my [D]heart.
Broken [F#m]glass [D]under my bare [A]feet.
You [E]are. Like a [F#m]flame that [D]burns me from with[A]in (haa, [E]haa).
Like a [F#m]curse you [D]haunt me in my [A]dreams.
You [E]are. Like an [F#m]itch that's [D]under my [A]skin (haa, [E]haa).
[D] [D] [D] [D] [A] [D] [D]
(no chords are played in the next part)
Now you are where I used to be.
Feeling what I used to feel.
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
Broken [F#m]glass [D]under my bare [A]feet.
You [E]are. Like a [F#m]flame that [D]burns me from with[A]in (haa, [E]haa).
Like a [F#m]curse you [D]haunt me in my [A]dreams.
You [E]are. Like an [F#m]itch that's [D]under my [A]skin (haa, [E]haa).
Broken [D]gl[D]as[D]s.[D][A][D][D]
