Marilyn Manson - Putting Holes In Happiness Chords

Main Riff
Main Riff
 
         
         
         
         
2
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3 fr
         
         
         
         
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2 fr
         
         
         
         
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1
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12 fr
         
         
         
         
1
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1
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2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
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2
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8 fr
         
         
         
         
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12 fr
         
         
         
         
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4
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1
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2 fr
         
         
         
         
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5 fr
         
         
         
         
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7 fr
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4

10 fr
         
         
         
         
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2
1
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
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X
1
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4
3
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Intro

Em C D

EmThe Sky was blonde Like her It was a CDay to take the Dchild out back and shoot it I Could have buried all my dead up in her cemetery head She had dirty word witchcraft I was in the deep end of her skin Then, it seemed like a one car car wreck but I knew it was a horrid tragedy CWays to make the tiny satisDfaction disappear EmBlow out the Candles on Call my FrankensDteins At least my death wish will come true You taste like Valentine's and we cry, you're like a Birthday I should have picked the photograph It lasted longer than you Putting Holes in Happiness We'll paint the future black If it needs any color My death sentence is a story who'll be digging when you finally Let me die? The Romance of our assassination If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde But the grass is greener here and I can see all of your snakes You wear your ruins well please run away with me to Hell Blow out the Candles on all my Frankensteins At least my death wish will come true You taste like Valentine's and we cry, you're like a Birthday I should have picked the photograph It lasted longer than you