Tom:EIntro:
e------------
B------------
G-8-6-4-2-1--
D------------
A------------
E-7-5-3-1-0--
EBEB
Shut out, pimpled and angry
EBAB
I quietly tied all my guts into knots
EBEB
Gave up trying to make 'em
EBAB
Figured it'd take 'em too long to look up
C#minorEAE
And besides, it was undeniably clear to me, I dunno why
C#mDA
When every other part of love seemed locked behind shutters
B
I knew the worthless dregs we've always been
EBEB
Lucked out, found my favourite record
EBAB
Lying in wait at the Birmingham Mall
EBEBE
The songs that I heard, the occasional book
BABG#
Were the only fun I ever took
ABE
And I got on with making myself
G#ABC
Now the trick is just making yourself
C g
But when they're parking their cars on your chest
GC
You've still got a view of the summer sky
CGC
To make it hurt twice when your restless body caves to it's whim
CBm
And suddenly struggles to take flight
Repeat Intro
EBE
Three thousand miles north-east
BEBABE
I left all my friends at the morning bus stop shaking their heads
E b EB e
What kind of life you dream of? You're allergic to love
BABC#minor
Yes I know but I must say in my own defense
EAE
It's been undeniably dear to me, I dunno why
C#minorEAE
When every other part of love seemed locked behind shutters
B
I knew the worthless dregs we are
The selfless, loving saints we are
E
The melting, sliding dice we've always been