Tom: E Bass: e|--------------------| B|--------------------| G|--------------------| D|-------1--2---------| A|-2--4---------------| E|--------------------| Verso 1: E C#m Your house, the coffee tastes like dirt. A B B7 Not because I’m hurt, no. That’s just what it tastes like. E C#m Dirt roads remind me of my skin. A Not because I’m wasting away with the gravel you ground in. B B7 That’s what it feels like. C#m A I won’t be sorry, won’t go moping around. In fact I’m doing quite well for now. Refrão: E There’s something ‘bout giving up, that sounds so bittersweet. Abm C#m Think I’ll throw in the towel right now. A I’ll lay low on the ground, and I’ll be on my feet, B when I can breathe. When I’m good and ready. (Intro) Verso 2: E C#m This tree, with lover’s heart engraved. A B B7 Not because I’m lonely. Just because I hate it. E C#m Sunshine digs underneath my nails. A Not because I’m burning all my hopes, B B7 scorching all my faith as far as I can tell. C#m I’m not bitter. I’m not mouthing off words. A Look at my face, believe me now. [CHORUS] E There’s something ‘bout giving up, that sounds so bittersweet. Abm C#m Think I’ll throw in the towel right now. A I’ll lay low on the ground, and I’ll be on my feet, B when I can breathe. When I’m good and ready. (E A) Refrão: E There’s something ‘bout giving up, that sounds so bittersweet. Abm C#m Think I’ll throw in the towel right now. A I’ll lay low on the ground, and I’ll be on my feet, B when I can breathe. When I’m good and ready. B E When I can breathe. When I’m good and ready.