Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band - Tachycardia

^C(las^Ct be^Cing ^Cloud^Cest) [Verse 1] ^CIt's a m^Emass grave ^DmA dollar^C-fifty resting place ^COn the n^Emorth face ^DmIt's a r^Gope I've gotta climb ^AmI'm a stone's th^Grow from^F everyon^Eme I love and know ^AmBut I ca^Emn't show^F up look^Ging like I do ^CIn an ol^Emd suit m^Dmy hair i^Cs slicked up back nice and smooth ^CIn a cou^Emrtroom, ^Dmsweat ro^Glling down my back ^AmIt's a b^Gad dream^F. I ha^Emve it seven times a week ^AmNo it's ^Gnot me. ^F But I^Em'm the one who has to die

^Em(harmoni^Dmca) ^{C C Em}(harmoni^Dmca) ^{G Am G}(harmoni^Fca) ^{F G G}

^CNeeds a ^Emcold dra^Dmw to slo^Cw his tachycardia ^CIn a dar^Emk bar th^Dme world ^Gjust melts away ^AmAnd he f^Geels fin^Fe If he ^Emcan just lose track of time ^AmIt's a g^Emood sign^F when he^G can't stay awake ^COn a slo^Emw day th^Dme rain a^Cgainst the windowpane ^Cof the c^Emafe She ^Dmspills t^Ghe coffee grounds ^AmAnd the ^Gsame tho^Fught hit^Ems her like cinder block ^AmLife's a^Emn odd jo^Fb that s^Ghe don't got the n^Cerve to quit

^C(harmoni^Emca and p^Dmiano) ^{C C}(harmoni^Emca and p^Dmiano) ^{G Am}(harmoni^Gca and p^Fiano) ^F G G

^CYeah it's ju^Emst there ^DmAt the b^Gottom of^C those spiral stairs ^CIt's the^Em World's^Dm Fair ^GThe futu^Cre's on display ^AIn the s^Gtill night ^FThey tur^Emned on the electric lights ^AmAnd the ^Emcrowd cried out ^FEveryone^G looks s^Co amazed

^C(harmoni^Fca and p^Fiano) ^{C C}(harmoni^Gca and p^Giano) ^{Am G}(harmoni^Fca and p^Fiano) ^{Em Em}(harmonica fade)