I play an acoustic by myself, however, and lyrics are important to me.
Here is a chord sheet.
I can't seem to decide whether to play Am-Ab or A-Abm or just Ab-A
just feel it.
[ E B A Ab A B ]x2
E B A
Well its OK to want, but its less OK to need
Ab A B
'Cause I started to get greedy, that's the last thing I would need
E B A
Ab
Getting comfortable with all my friends, finding no need tooooooo explore
A B
and now I wanna get away from life ('cause I'm so fucking bored)
E B A
Did you ever get the feeling your trying put out the sun
Ab A B
With nothing but a pink and plastic broken water gun
E B A
Yeah, trying to extinguish all the angst that I don't need inside
Ab A B
I wanna get away from life and do something before I die.
E B
...Its so monotonous.
Ab A
...The daily grind:
F#m Ab A
I get up, wake up, go to work or don't, maybe hang out with my friends,
E
then bed. Time I spend has become frivolous
Ab F#m
...Writing songs that no one understands
A E
but plenty will feel obliged to berate.
B
So one day I went nuts.
A Ab A
B E
I don't remember exactly how it happened but now my mind doesn't like me
B A
Seeking therapy never was the way for me
Ab
I got fucked and bounced right back,
A B E
...music was supposed to be a haven.
B A
Yeah, but now I wonder was it a waste of time.
Ab A B E
Should I institute mind withvimandvigorseekinga future.
B A
Yeah, when I figure it all out
Ab A B
I'll create a flux capacitator and travel back in time.
GO!
Ab
I'd leave you behind,
F#m A
but my empty closet bookshelf mind finds it so hard to say goodbye
E
--What I think I wanna do.
B
--A guitar.
--A case of rancid flu.
F#m
--A burnt up photograph of you.
A
And soon I will be leaving you
C#m Ab A B
It never made much sense to me to celebrate the rain
The odds are stacked up against us.
It may help but there's still pain.
So as I sit in the cold and wet writing waiting for a sign
My eyes light up with a ray of hope
She'll never again get to be mine.
C#m Ab A B
I died inside now I don't know what to do.
C#m Ab A B
There's a fire inside when I say this to you.
C#m Ab A B E
You're not mine any more.
Well it's funny how it all works out this time isn't it, you heartless bitch?
(BITCH!)
And don't think I really care if you give me a phone call anymore or even talk to me...
'Cuz if you give me some meaningless obligatory pity-based friendship that doesn't
really mean anything, just like your life and mine, you're the only one who's got a friend
tomorrow in the fucking morning.
E B A
...You lost your chance with selfishness but
Ab A B
It all comes back to the same problem.
E B A
I am lonely, but don't want you.
Ab
Someday you'll feel this too.
A B
Your problems I can't solve them.
E B A Ab
I'll be gone with a damp piece of paper reading your address.
A B E
Maybe I'll write you someday.
B A Ab A
B E
I thought I'd call but the mechanisms won't let me submit
(ooohhhh, oooooohhh, ooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhh)
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