FROM CHAMBERS, SLOW INTRO: G (mess around with bass notes and strum patterns) VERSE: G C There's a tree in my yard and it killed all the other plants G And showed no remorse D C G But even nature's a bitch and that bitch is gonna take her course Em Ooh ooh G Ooh ooh G C It dominates the yard and it doesn't seem right G It played out like that D C G But you won't hear me complain 'cos it don't look bad CHORUS: C Would you trust your life Em To traffic lights D And strangers' hands Em Near every night? C I'll sing in time Em With the crashing cars D And all sounds that carry C To my front yard C/B G G/F# C C/B G G/F# And I will be the one who knows what's coming to me C C/B G G/F# G I'm gonna know, I'll know, I'll know what's coming to me VERSE: If I were a ghost, I'd fuck with everybody I know Shake the walls on each house And each attic above so keep your ear to the ground I'd carve "hello" into the rafter with a bent up fork So you can read it next time You go up there to push something out of sight and mind CHORUS x1 Em Ooh ooh G Ooh ooh Em Ooh ooh D Ooh ooh CHORUS #2: Bullets may fly From chambers, slow But straight and steady So still they go And weave around Houses and trees In search of you In search of me And I will be the one who knows what's coming to me I'm gonna know, I'll know, I'll know what's coming to me ---------------------------------------------------------------------
