Updated*****
Tabbed By Haz
Listen For The Picking / Strumming Patern
Capo 5
C = Normal C with 3rd Fret On Bottom E Pressed ( Relative to capo ) Couldnt find a name
for the chord so if anyone knows just send me a message and ill change it Im sure its
just a C but an alternate way to play it. and ocassionally pull off the D after playing F
F = Barre F except in the fret you barre with just play the B string
Fmaj7 = Regular except again with E string pressed on the 3rd fret
Hope this makes sense
Still working on the chorus will update as i go
C F C
Make a cup with your hands to take a drink
C F C
In the same way that your father did
C F C
And throw a stone upon the river's lid
Fmaj7
Watch the circles take you home
C F C
Blow the smoke and watch it leave your lungs
C F C
And high or not, think of what you've done
C F C
Have you not considered life beneath the thumb?
Fmaj7
Or flying solo in your home?
C F C
'Cause sometimes it's who, not what you do
C F C
Just because your father did doesn't mean that you should too
C F C
I don't want to lose you
Fmaj7
Don't go away from here
F C G Am
It's that sinking feeling of being alone
F C
And it's the way it makes you screech
G Am
And pulls the skin off your bones
F C F Am
And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;
C F G
Will you still know me in a year?
C F C
Don't you think about your actions?
C F C
Counter-weight dire reactions?
C F C
Zero soul, you're a loser's son
Fmaj7
But don't you go away from here
C F C
Your mind's a mine-field in a minor way
C F C
Don't just fall in like some mindless stray
C F C
"We're your friends, you see" is what they say
Fmaj7
Don't you go away from here
F C G Am
It's that sinking feeling of being alone
F C
And it's the way it makes you screech
G Am
And pulls the skin off your bones
F C F Am
And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;
C F G
Will you still know me in a year?
(Pause)
It's that sinking feeling of being alone
And it's the way it makes you screech
And pulls the skin off your bones
And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;
Will you still know me in a year?
F C G Am
It's that sinking feeling of being alone
F C
And it's the way it makes you screech
G Am
And pulls the skin off your bones
F C F Am
And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;
C F G
Will you still know me in a year?
