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COLLY STRINGS - Manchester Orchestra
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| / Slide up
| b Bend
| * Variations
| ! Strum Once
| () Natural Harmonic
Intro.
e|------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------11b----------------------7-------------------|
D|-----------------------(12)----------------------(12)-|
A|-----(12)----------(12)---------5------------(12)-----|
D|-(12)----------(12)-----------5------7/--(12)---------|
Verse
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|------------------------------------7----------------|
|---------(12)------------(12)-------------------(12)-| x4
|-----(12)------------(12)---------5---------(12)-----|
|-(12)------------(12)-----------5-------(12)---------|
Chorus
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|-----7------9------11b-------7------9------11b------11-|
|-------------------------------------------------------|
|---5------7------9---------5------7------9-------------|
|-5------7------9---------5------7------9--------9------|
|--------------------------------------------------------|
|--------------------------------------------------------|
|-----7------9------11b------11--------7------9------11b-|
|--------------------------------------------------------|
|---5------7------9------------------5------7------9-----|
|-5------7------9--------9---------5------7------9-------|
Verse 2 - Same as Verse with 11b on End - x2
Verse 2 - Without Final Bend on End - x2
Chorus
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|-----7------9------11b------11--------7------9------11b------11-|
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|---5------7------9------------------5------7------9-------------|
|-5------7------9--------9---------5------7------9---------9-----|
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|-----7------9------11b-11-------7------9------11b-|
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|---5------7------9------------5------7------9-----|
|-5------7------9------------5------7------9-------|
Bridge Outro.
|-0!---|-3!---| |-2*(3)|-0----|-3*(5)|
|-3!---|-3!---| |-3*---|-3----|-3*---|
|-0!---|-0!---| |-2*---|-0----|-0*---|
|-2!---|-0!---| |-0*---|-2----|-0*---| x7
|-3!---|-x!---| |-0*---|-3----|-x*---|
|------|-5!---| |-0*---|------|-5*---|
Take a leaf of paper and draw your mind,
your bourbon brown that can burn my eyes,
I lost your presence underneath the bridge.
Lock the door, let's talk it out,
against the wall, hands on my mouth,
could this be it, is it really over now?
You wore a pink t-shirt and khaki pants,
you played your songs and you danced your dance,
I unwrapped your presents underneath your feet.
Nine to eleven you're getting weak,
the tile is cold, I can barely speak,
and I think she's gone, but I'll be sure for safety's keeping.
If you say no, then no it will be.
I'll stick it at our skin, pierced with colly strings.
Just play it cool, yeah, and try to avoid being seen.
I'll stick it at our skin, pierced for nothing.
Well, yeah I saw inside the mirror and your smoking gun,
along in the sign, the hours, the subscribing one by one,
and I fell so fast in Sufat's bedroom.
You said you saw it coming, but you didn't see nothing,
your eyes are on the living room, your eyes are on the closet,
don't worry about, don't worry about anything.
A pity invitation to an awkward house,
for a pseudo-boy that would rather wear a blouse,
I sincerely saw your skin for the very first time.
My curly hair and a voting booth,
confessedly, this is the first time I've loved you,
and God I mean it, God I mean it, I hope that I mean it.
'cause like dying young, idols got the best of me.
Well, don't stop calling, you're the reason I love losing sleep.
And the building collapse, we'll shop one, we’ll shop one for something.
I'll stick it at our skin, pierced for something.
Besides, don't release me, until it's over.
And besides, you can't believe without bleeding – x2
