Gifts Tab

[Verse]
 
D                                 A
Wake up, coughing, tired, with my face in my hands,
  Bm                          F#m             G
staring at the window as the sunlight demands action.
                  D                    A
All the energy it takes to close these bedroom blinds.
D                               A
Wrote this selfish sadness on a bathroom wall,
      Bm                                   F#m
spent half the span of some lost culture’s rise and fall,
    G               D             A
but I’m as clueless as a drooling four year old.
 
e|------------------|
B|------------------|
G|------------------|
D|------------------|
A|-5---4-0-5---4-0--|
E|------------------|
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 
Bm           G               A
Still hoping I might find the capacity
Bm            G                  A
   to let you know I know you’re lonely.
 
 
[Chorus]
 
e|---5-------5--------5------|
B|-----7-------7-------7-----|
G|-------7--6-----6-7----7---|
D|-0-------------------------|
A|---------------------------|
E|---------------------------|
 
So here’s the last call for regrets,
 
e|---5----------------|
B|-----5-------8-8-8--|
G|-6 ----6-----7-7-7--|
D|-------------5-5-5--|
A|--------------------|
E|--------------------|
 
a final slow dance through
 
e|----------------|
B|----------------|
G|------0---2-2-2-|
D|----4---4-2-2-2-|
A|--5-------2-2-2-|
E|----------------|
 
the days that we all hold on to.
 
[Repeat chorus]
 
Here’s the promises I’ve made, tied too tight to undo.
 
An unwrapped gift from me to you.
 
 
[Verse]
 
D                              A
All the slightly insane on the 18 North Main,
Bm                           F#m
   reaching for a small-town downtown, night rain,
G                            D             A
nothing I could say could be worth saying anyway today.
D                               A
Like “Hey, whatever happened to what’s that guys’ name?”,
    Bm                       F#m                G
we get a little older and it looks the same: askance.
           D               A
Excuse my failing sense of humour.
 
e|------------------|
B|------------------|
G|------------------|
D|------------------|
A|-5---4-0-5---4-0--|
E|------------------|
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 
[Chorus]
   D          A               Bm
So here’s the last call for regrets,
  F#m              G
A final slow dance through
                     D           A
The days that we all hold on to.
D          A             Bm
Here's the promises I've made;
  F#m                  G
A razor blade and this broken piece of chain.
 
A history left to rust out in the rain.
 
 
Then last part (after the bass) goes like this:
 
D A Bm F#m G F#m G A (x2)
 
[Outro]
 
e|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-11-11-11-11-9-9-9-9-11-11-11-11-9-9-9-9-9-11-12-12-12-9-11-12-12-11-11-|
D|--0--0--0--0-0-0-0-0--0--0--0--0-0-0-0-0-0--0--0--0--0-0--0--0--0--0--0-|
A|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
 
e|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-11-11-11-11-9-9-9-9-11-11-11-11-9-9-9-9-9-11-12-12-12-9-11-12-12-11-11-|
D|--0--0--0--0-0-0-0-0--0--0--0--0-0-0-0-0-0--0--0--0--0-0--0--0--0--0--0-|
A|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
 
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