Death Cab For Cutie - Tiny vessels

This is the mom^A/Dent that you know ^A That you told ^Bmher that you loved her but you don't. ^F#m You touch her skin and^A/D then you think ^A That she is beauti^Bmful but she don't mean a thing to me. ^F#m Yeah, she is beautif^A/Dul but she don't mean a thing to me.

I spent two weeks^A/D in Silverlake ^A The Califo^Bmrnia sun cascading down my face ^F#m There was a girl wi^A/Dth light brown streaks ^A And she was beautiful^Bm but she didn't mean a thing to me. ^F#m Yeah she was beautiful^A/D but she didn't mean a thing to me.

^DWanted to believe in all the words^D#dim7 that i was speaking As we move^F#md together in the dark And all the frien^Dds that i was telling And all the playf^D#dim7ul misspellings And every bite ^F#mi gave you left a mark

^DTiny vessels oozed into your neck ^D#dim7And formed the bruises That you said y^F#mou didn't want to fade But they did a^And so did i that day ^E/G#

All I s^A/Dee are dark grey cloud^As In the dist^Bmance moving closer with every hour ^F#m So when you ask &quo^A/Dt;Is something wrong'&q^Auot; I think "you're damn right t^Bmhere is but we can't talk about it now. ^F#m No, we can't talk about it now."^A/D

So one last tou^A/Dch and then you'll go ^A And we'll pretend ^Bmthat it meant something so much more ^F#m But it was vile^A/D, and it was cheap ^A And you are beauti^Bmful but you don't mean a thing to me ^F#m Yeah you are beauti^A/Dful but you don't mean a thing to me ^A Yeah you are beauti^Bmful but you don't mean a thing to me ^F#m