Picking Up The Pieces
Blue OctoberVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
I really need to talk with you
I keep stepping on the vein
That keeps my lifeline flowing through.
I wanna be your perfect stick of glue
But I don't feel perfect at all,
A Sad and insecure flaw
I find it hard to hold conversation
I get sweaty, sick, and I wanna walk away
It's not you, this is strictly me in this situation
I'm wondering will it ever go away? Just go away...
Sometimes I feel like weeping
Awake and when I'm sleeping
Perfecting how to put a game face on
This puzzle I've been keeping
Has been in hiding creeping
Out the closet door, spilling out onto the floor;
How long will I be picking up the pieces?
How long will I be picking up my heart?
I'll be as honest as I feel
I'm getting more paranoid, and I'm hearing things
And they never turn out real.
It feels like my heart is made of pure steel,
It's just so heavy all the time.
(little interlude here, obviously)
Yea I'm scared of death, I'm scared of living
I gave up on the past 'cause it was unforgiving
I misplaced my trust,
Watched my words begin to rust,
I'm a balloon about to bust
I need a place for reliving still -
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How long in another place in time,
Picking up the pieces in the corner of my mind?
How long, living oh so hard to find,
Picking up the pieces in the corner of my mind?
Ends with "Whoa's" and "I still walk on / I wake up every morning," using the same
chords and timing from the chorus. Enjoy, rate and comment if there are problems.
</pre-chorus>
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Readable chord sheet for Picking Up The Pieces by Blue October
[Bb] [C]
[F]I really need to talk with [C]you
I keep [Dm]stepping on the vein
That keeps my [Bb]lifeline flowing through.
[F]I wanna be your perfect stick of [C]glue
But I don't feel [Dm]perfect at all,
A Sad and insecure flaw
[F]I find it hard to hold convers[C]ation
I get sw[Dm]eaty, sick, and I wanna walk a[Bb]way
It's not [F]you, this is strictly me in this situa[C]tion
I'm wondering will it e[Dm]ver go away? Just go away...
[Bb]Sometimes I feel like weeping
[A]Awake and when I'm sleeping
[Abm]Perfecting how to put a [F]game face on
[Bb]This puzzle I've been keeping
[A]Has been in hiding creeping
[Abm]Out the closet door, spilling [A]out onto the floor;
How [F]lo[C]ng[Dm] will I be [Bb]picking up the [F]piec[C]es? [Dm] [Bb]
How [F]lo[C]ng[Dm] will I be [Bb]picking up my heart? [C]
[F]I'll be as honest as I f[C]eel
I'm getting more p[Dm]aranoid, and I'm hearing things
And they n[Bb]ever turn out real. [F]
It feels like my heart is made of p[C]ure steel,
It's just so h[Dm]eavy all the time.
(little interlude here, obviously)
[F]Yea I'm scared of death, I'm scared of livi[C]ng
I g[Dm]ave up on the past 'cause it was un[Bb]forgiving
[F]I misplaced my trust,
Watched my w[C]ords begin to rust,
I'm a b[Dm]alloon about to bust
I need a pl[Bb]ace for reliving still -
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Ho[F]w long in a[C]nother place in ti[Dm]me,
[Bb]Picking up the piec[F]es in the corner[C] of my mind? [Dm] [Bb]
Ho[F]w long, liv[C]ing oh so hard to [Dm]find,
[Bb]Picking up the piec[F]es in the corner[C] of my mind? [Dm] [Bb]
Ends with "Whoa's" and "I still walk on / I wake up every morning," using the same
chords and timing from the chorus. Enjoy, rate and comment if there are problems.
</pre-chorus>