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Artist: The Format
Song: A Mess To Be Made
Album: Interventions and Lullabies
Tabbed By: K. Berg
Credit to Don Tago (recebedou@yahoo.com) and
Paul Zizza (greggyshakes@yahoo.com),
I have changed a few chords to make it more accurate and collected the Fills in
one package. Enjoy!
Standard Tuning
Chords:
EADGBe
A7 002020
D5 557755
Cadd -32033
Fill 1:
|--3-----|
|----3---|
|------0-|
|--------|
|--------|
|--------|
Fill 2:
(|-3--0--0-|)
(|-3--3--3-|)
|-0--0--0-|
|-2--0--0-|
|-3--2--0-|
(|---------|)
Fill 3:
|-------0-----0-------0--------2-------------2--------3p2-|
|-2---2---2------2------2---------3---3----3---3---3------|
|---2-------2-------2-----2---------2----2-------2--------|
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Intro: G D C D
G D Cadd Fill 1
Verse 1:
GIn a Ddream that I Ccan't seem to Dshake she is,
G D Cadd Fill 1
she is standing alone.
GBy the Dfence I see Ctears in her Deyes
G D Cadd Fill 2
why she cries I just don't know.
Chorus:
EmWhat a A7mess that I Dmake of my Gdays.
EmThen there'sA7 you, you're aD mess to beG made,
D G A7 (Fill 3) D
a mess to be made and the dream starts to fade away.
Verse 2:
So you're leaving for months at a time,
I help you out the door.
But once youre gone i just stare out the window.
Please, could you please come back home.
Chorus
EmWhat a A7mess that I Dmake of my Gdays Dtrying to Gsave myA7self, save myself.
EmThen there's A7you, you're a Dmess to be Gmade,
a Dcanvas onGly paint could chA7ange.
Bridge:
DAnd a voice on the Cother Gend of the Dphone,
says, why don't you write a Csong about Git well here Dgoes.
Cadd G Cadd Fill 2
I was raised on something that you'll never know
D5I'd hate this place if it werent for the waves if it
Gweren't for the fact that you Clove it. G
Where they D5measure a man on the Cmoney he Gspends, well my Caddlove
Fill 2
is not a bank statement.
Chorus:
EmWhat a A7mess that I Dmake of my Gdays Dtrying to Gsave myA7self, save myself.
EmThen there's A7you, you're a Dmess to be Gmade, a Dmess to be Gmade,
a Dmess to be Gmade and the A7dream starts to fade Daway.