Song: Heather's Like Sunday Tabbed By: Dukemaniac ( [email protected] ) Tuning: Standard Chords: G -320033 Cadd9 -x32033 Asus4 -x02233 Em7 -022033 Just an acoustic guitar with some violins and maybe piano and bass Intro/Verse: G Cadd9 Asus4 Cadd9 Had a map, had a chance left in a stolen car G Cadd9 Asus4 Cadd9 Brochure sure looked like heaven but we knew we'd never make it that far Chorus : G Em7 If the devil was a poet I doubt that he would know it Cadd9 G I doubt that he would win your hearts with simple words of flame like G Em7 Love is just a prison if there is no one there to listen and Cadd9 G Heathers like sunday Lyrics: Had a map had a chance left in a stolen car The brochure looked like heaven but we knew we'de never make it that far See fields and the poor towns flew by in the da--rk And our plan my dear there she slips with one single shots to the (?) heart full of strings, heart full of finer things There is salvation out there, there are reasons for us to care And on the wheel, try hard to breathe and feel Cuz goin out's the easy part x2 And if the devil was a poet, I doubt that he would know it and I doubt that he could win your heart with simple words of flame like love is just a prison if there's no one there to listen and the truth is shallow water you learn nothing when you came Found a cause had a chance, dream with a cheap guitar I know she belieed it but she knew I'd never make it that far She says they'de follow me down if I didn't gi--ve myself away So you just hold on tight and close your eyes and try damn not think about yesterday She said Her father was a holy man who hid her from the world like a puppet in an dress with plastic friends and pearls And I never was much for dancin, so I was the leader of the band, and I played waltzes with a revolver in my hand A--nd over strings, a hand full of finer things There is salvation in here, reasons for us to care And on the wheel, tryh ard not to breathe and feel Cuz goin out's the easy part x2 And if the devil was a poet, I doubt that he would know it and I doubt that he could win your heart with simple words of flame like love is just a meaning of someone else's dreaming and Heather's like sunday And if the devil was a poet, I doubt that he would know it and I doubt that he could win your heart with simple words of flame like
