The Front Bottoms - Historic cemetery
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Tuning: E A D G B E
The Front Bottoms - Historic Cemetery
All power chords, but these are the general shapes/chord names that work!
Capo 1.
[Hook]
Just you and Cme getting hiGgh and hanging ouCt
getting Ghigh and messing Caround
getting Ghigh and trying to figure it oEmut
[Instrumental]
Em G C Am (x2)
[Verse 1]
There was a Emsacrificial ritual insGide my room last Cnight Am
It was held there in Emsecret, hard to see Ganything in the candleClight Am
Now there is Emmelted wax all Gover my floor C Am
and the scent of Emincense is rising Gup from underneath the Cdoor Am
[Verse 2]
Now maybe it was Emnot as serious as GI am making it sound C Am
Just you and Cme getting hiGgh and hanging ouCt
getting Ghigh and messing Caround
G (Em)
getting high and trying to figure it out
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G C
[Verse 3]
I feel the Emburn, my tired Gfeet
not much to Cgo, a few more Amstreets
See your fEmace is all GI need
my onCe and only, my sweet rAmelief
And you would Emthink I never hGad it
the way that Cthis world mocks my Ammagic
[Hook]
But it was alCl for Gyou
to contCinue to be Gable
C G (Em)
to continue to be able right now
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G C Bm
Em F#m G C D
[Chorus]
Just you and Cme getting hiGgh and hanging ouCt
getting Ghigh and messing Caround
getting Ghigh and trying to figure it Cout
I don't need your Greasons anymore
C don't need your rGeasons anymore
C G C (Em)
need your reasons anymore
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G G
[Bridge]
I put my Emwrong finger F#min the hot wax
Gnow I can't play for Gyou like that
Emthe last thing I neF#med, it's true,
would be a Gstupid excuse for a reason to fight back
EmI cant begin, F#mbegin to tell you the Gway it all felt
when Ceverything fell through
[Instrumental]
Em F#m G C D
[Outro]
Alternate between C and G
You moved to New York to meet a beautiful girl
and drink fancy cocktails without a care in the world
But you got scared they're all gonna find someone else
So you find one and tell her things you're dying to tell
We got high to a record; I forget how it went
It was a song about love at the time it made sense
and when the side ended we just layed there in bed
You had fallen asleep but I stayed up and read
I made a list of everything I said I never meant
Considered all the things I never said but I digress
I got dressed, kissed your forehead, and left
You called me when you woke but I was sleeping off the meds