Cold Arms Mumford & Sons
(Verse 1)
[C] Weekend wreckers take the [G]streets
[Am] With abandon in their[E] eyes
[F] But in our bedroom we're bloodshot an[G]d beat
[F] And never so [Am]alive
(Hook)
[F] And I know what's on your[C] m[E]in[F]d
[(F)]God knows I put it [C]th[E7]ere[F]
[F]But if I took it [C]ba[E7]ck[F]
[F]We'd be nowhere
[Fm]You'd be nowhere ag[C]ain
(Verse 2)
[C] Now look at you all tor[G]n up
[Am] I left you waiting to[E] bleed
[F] I guess the truth works two[G] ways
[F] Maybe the truth's not what we [Am]need
(Hook)
[C]But in m[E7]y cold[Am] ar[F]ms
[F]You don't[C] sleep
I[C]n my [E7]cold [Am]arms[F]
Y[F]our fear [C]beats
[C]In my [E7]cold[Am] ar[F]ms[Fm]
You [C]stay
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