| Cm | Bb | Gm | Ab | |
| Alone you find yourself just | hanging, |
| Cm | Bb | Gm | Ab | |
| and to fil | l the hole you cling | to all that seems, |
| Cm | Bb | Gm | Ab | |
| to hi | de the little girl tha | ts crying, |
| Cm | B | b | Gm | Ab | |
| underneath th | e rage that you let others | se | e. |
| Cm | Bb | |
| 'Cause you're dancing dirt into th | e snow |
| Gm | Ab | |
| while others look | at you on show. |
| You're dancing dirt into the snow |
| while all around you people grow |
| And watch you bleed. |
| And watch you bleed. |
| So now you look at me, eyes wooden. |
| An anchor through your head; crimson for disguise. |
| An opal for a wound you carry, fairy lights of pleading someone look at me. |
| 'Cause you're dancing dirt into the snow |
| while others look at you on show. |
| You're dancing dirt into the snow |
| while all around you people grow |
| And watch you bleed. |
| And watch you bleed. |
| The more you push through broken glass, the thicker it becomes. |
| And the more you turn on broken worlds, the sooner you will need. |
| The more you push through broken glass, the thicker it becomes. |
| And the more you turn on broken worlds, the sooner you will need |
| A gun. |
| 'Cause you're dancing dirt into the snow |
| while others look at you on show. |
| You're dancing dirt into the snow |
| while all around you people grow. |
| There are some bits that really confuse me in the song and im not sure if they are the |
| right chords for the whole thing especially the bridge but im sure that it involves the |
| chords I wrote for it |
| enjoy |