Death Cab For Cutie - Talking like turnstiles

^CSometimes I talk like a ^Fadd9turnstile ^Cwhen I have had too much to ^Fadd9drink

^CA tangled tongue like English ^Fadd9Ivy ^CJust like a film dubbed out of ^Fadd9sync

^CThe phone is ringing in the ^Fadd9guest room ^CA muffled voice on the ^Fadd9machine

^CIt's either someone I don't want to ^Fadd9talk to ^COr someone selling what I don't ^Fadd9need

'Cause I'm ^Gwaiting for ^Cyou to come on home^Fadd9 Verse 2: Sometimes I fall in fits of laughter My bottle shatters on the floor And you apologize profusely for the drunkard on your arm

^CAnd I'll ^Gchange, love, ^Fadd9change, love ^AmChange for you ^C

Cause ^Geven ^Fadd9slurred words ^Amcan contain some ^Ctruth I'll ^Gchange, love, ^Fadd9change, love

^AmChange for you^C When ^GI am ^Fadd9ready to ^C