##TITLE----------|Tell Tale Signs ##ARTIST---------|Frank Turner ##ALBUM----------|Tape Deck Heart ##TUNING--------Standard (EADGBe) ##DIFFICULTY----Novice ##This is my first ever tab so I guess there'll be a few mistakes. Anyway, please enjoy :) [INTRO] Am - Em - F - G - Am [VERSE 1]

God dammit Amy^Am, we're not kids anymo^Emre. You can't just keep wa^Fltzing out of my l^Gife,

Leaving clothes on my b^Amedroom floor. Like nothing really m^Amatters, like pain doesn't ^Emhurt.

You should be m^Fore to me by n^Gow than just heartbreak in a s^Amhort skirt.

[CHORUS 1]

^GYou kind of remind me of scars on my a^Crms that I m^Fade when I was a ^Gkid, With a disassembled disposable ra^Czor I st^Fole from my d^Gad,

When I though that suffering was something pr^Cofound, That weighed do^Fwn on wise he^Gads,

And not just somet^Dmhing to be avoided, something n^Formal people dread. ^Am

[VERSE 2]

God dammit Amy^Am, well of course I've ch^Emanged. With all the t^Fhings that I've done and the p^Glaces I've been

I'd be a ma^Amchine if I had stayed the same. But you're still back where we s^Amtarted, you haven't changed at a^Emll.

You're sti^Fll trying to live like a^G kid, like you can al^Amways have it all.

[CHORUS 2]

^GYou know you kind of remind me of scars on my ^Carms that I ^Fhid as best I c^Gould, That I covered with ink, but in the right kind of li^Cght they st^Fill bleed ^Gthrough,

Showing that there are some things I just can't^C change no ^Fmatter what I do^G: The tell tale s^Dmigns of being used,

Of being^F trapped inside of you. ^Am

[BRIDGE] (I'm sure I've made mistakes here, please comment if you can correct it.) e|-----------------------------| B|-----------------------------| G|-----------------------------| D|-----------------------------| A|--3--2--5--4--7--8--12--2*---| E|--4--3--6--5--8--9--13--3*---| [x2] *First time only. You're a beautiful butterfly burned with a browning iron, Onto my outsides into my insides as a simple sign: To show off your ownership. Burned into my naked skin, Onto my outsides into my insides.

It's not even lo^Dmve any m^Gore, It's just a c^Claim upon my so^Ful. It stains my s^Dmkin, yeah it's on my b^Greath, and I'm as^Chamed to get und^Fressed,

In front of s^Dmtrangers in case they ^Gsee the tell tale si^Cgns you have ^Fleft all ov^Der me.

[CHORUS 3]

God dammit Amy. ^GYou'll always remind me of scars on my a^Crms that I kn^Fow will never^G fade. And it's not like it's something I think about e^Cach and e^Fvery d^Gay:

I just occasionally catch myself scratching at ^Cthem, as if they'^Fd ever go a^Gway. But these tell tale s^Dmigns are here to stay, and in the e^Fnd you know that's OK.

You will al^Dmways be a part of my ^Fpatched-up patchwork, ta^Gped-up tape deck h^Ameart.

Frank Turner - Tell tale signs