Vices Chords

Capo 6th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

AmFeeling cold, feFeling empty. CSet the stage, wGhere you want me.

 And thisAm crowd right bFefore me doesn’t carCe that I’m dyGing.

AmAnd the audience stands with their eyFes fixed on the prCeconceived veGrsion of me.

 I’m so betAmrayed by your hoFpes, but I will not hidCe myself for your peGace of mind.

Chorus 1

 Oh, but CAmhild. I’ve got VFices like any otheCr man.

Verse2

(same Chords as verse 1)

Raise a boy to a cynic. Take his love, and then let it turn into something passionate.

Something sick, something rabid.

And I vent to keep myself from caving. I don’t hate you, I just hate where I’m heading.

I’m left here asking, when did I trade in my bleeding heart for a selfish win?

Chorus 2

AmOh, but Mother. FI’ve got Vices like Cany other man.

AmVices that you’Fre not used to. VicCes that’lGl make you think less of me.

Verse 3

Leave me numb. Leave me jaded. She’s a dream, I just play dead.

I’ve been blessed, I’ve been hated. She’s the constant, and I’m her addict.

She’s the only peace in this world, uneasy.

While I bite my tongue to keep from breaking the heart that I’ve spent my whole life seeking.

The only heart I’ve ever needed.

Chorus 3

AmOh, but Lover. I’ve got ViFces like any other Cman. G

AmVices that you’re not usedF to. ViCces that’llG make you think...

AmOh, but Lover. I’ve got ViFces like any other Cman. G

AmVices that you’re not usedF to. VicCes that’ll Gmake you think less of me. Less of me.

Verse 4

Feeling cold, feeling empty. I am low, unworthy.

Bleed the God. Bleed the blessing. Like a vulture feasting.

I’ll exist as if I don’t feel conviction of my ignorance to my perfect prison.

But I feel the stabs on my wrists and ankles every time I try...

 To forget Amyou. F

 To forget yCou. G

Chorus 4

AmOh, but Jesus. I’ve got ViFces like any oCther man.G

AmVices that you’re sFo used to. ViceCs that won’t Gmake you think less of mAme.