Oops, an error
Loading. Please wait.

The Weakends Tab

ver1
ver1

Intro

Whole song

Interactive

More versions @911Tabs.com
1,236 views 1 this week
no commentswrite comment
1 2 3 4 5
not so good
x 1
Autoscroll
+/-
esc
set tempo
stop
Difficulty
novice
NEW! There's an official Ultimate Guitar app which is ideal
for learning songs when you're away from computer. Get the app
WARNING: You are trying to view
                                    content from Ultimate-Guitar.com
                                    in an unauthorized application,
                                    which is prohibited.

                                    Please use an official Ultimate
                                    Guitar Tabs application for iPhone,
                                    iPad or Android to access legitimate
                                    chords, guitar, bass, and drum tabs
                                    from Ultimate-Guitar.com database.

                                    Type "ultimate guitar tabs" in Apple
                                    App Store's or Android Market's
                                    search to find the application.
|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|x2
|------6-|----9---|----6---|--------|--------|
|----6---|-----10-|-----6--|--------|---(6)--|
|11p8----|8/11----|11\8-(8)|11p8-8p6|--6-----|
|--------|--------|--------|--------|8-------|
|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|

|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|
|------6-|----9---|----6---|--------|--------|
|----6---|-----10-|-----6--|--------|--------|
|11p8----|8/11----|11\8-(8)|8-------|--------|
|--------|--------|--------|8-------|--------|
|--------|--------|--------|6-------|--------|
                            Hold
Lyrics:
Quicksand is a coat of arms,
Looseleaf and some liquid fiction.
Last Rites every Friday night,
Am I weaker with the lights on?

High tide tight around the neck,
The same song everybody's bleeding.
What makes me so different?
The insides work the same.

You ever fear the dark impressions of your future?
The slightest gravestone whisper?
The stillness of your heart?
I feel it growing dark.
A fever inching deeper,
A fever inching to the core.

I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weak ends down the drain, down the drain.
I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weak ends down the drain, down the drain.

Shorelines all around the world,
Bright lights and some heavy breathing.
Lipstick and the dagger's kiss-
Just a figment of a feeling.

Hands pressed up against the chest,
Holding out for the big connection.
Last lunge never looked so good,
It's a junk show all the way.

As years go crashing by,
I think of all I've pondered,
So many minutes squandered,
So many things undone.
I've tried to figure out
How many lives I've wasted waiting for the perfect time to start.

I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weak ends down the drain, down the drain.
I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weak ends down the drain, down the drain.

I'll kick tomorrow...
I'll send the weak ends...
I'll kick tomorrow...
I'll send the weak ends...
I'll kick tomorrow...
I'll send the weak ends...
I'll kick tomorrow... (fight back at the pouring rain)
I'll send the weak ends... (fight back at the pouring rain)

I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weak ends down the drain, down the drain.
I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weak ends down the drain, down the drain.
comments
We did not receive enough feedback on this tab! Please rate:
print report bad tab
1 2 3 4 5
I want to post or [tab]
guest
You may want to rate the tab now too:
select rating
Please do not post tabs as comments. Select "correction" instead!