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TALK ABOUT - Dear and the Headlights
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Tabbed by:HoldMeLoveMe
Tuning:Standard-- Capo on 6th Fret
Intro/Riff
e|------------|----------|-----------|----------|
B|------------|----------|-----------|----------|
G|------------|----------|-----------|----------|
D|------2/----|----------|------0----|----------|
A|----0-------|----------|----2------|----------|
E|--1---------|----------|--3--------|----------|
C
You're like a constant crowding consonant
Em
I'm a claustrophobic; I, I said
Dm
We're as comfortable as wool warming naked indifference
G
Thank God your words have come to rescue me from my sentence
C
You're like a two stepping tongue on a flesh dance floor
Em
You're the eulogy I can't avoid anymore
Dm
That tumor in my side celebrating malignance:
G
"Surprise! I'm moving in; I think I've grown on your parents"
*Riff*
You want to talk about all the feeling I'm feeling
*Riff continued*
I'm a passed out priest in an AA meeting
C
And they're checking my pulse, trying to make a decision
C
I've got those rolled back eyes but nothing's clouding my vision
Dm
You're like a knock at the door in the middle of dinner
G
From the friendly registered sex offender
C
All equipped with a mustache and a windowless van
Dm
You're telling me how much you've changed
G
I'm trying to hide the crayons and no you can't come in
C
I'm like your neighbor's hands on your father's throat:
Em
"Sweetie, you go back inside, see this is just for adults"
Dm
So adult is what we'll be, domestic violence in denim
G
Each tumble down the stairs appeals your puff paint addendum
C
You say I'm your backpack caught on a chain link fence
Em
But dear I'm a thank you card in the future tense
Dm
I'm jumping out of cakes serving divorce papers
G
I'd say I love you too but I'm all out of favors
*Riff*
You want to talk about all the feelings I'm feeling
*Riff continued*
Like your chalkboard wrists but I don't tally the meaning
C
You keep forgetting the plot, let alone the long sleeps
C
My eyes, they only know three words and each is pronounced "Please!?"
Dm
And I would walk you home if I could find my crutches
G
Probably listen more if you didn't talk so much
C
Why don't you show yourself out
Dm G
How can you cry now, this whole thing's been such a drought! Alright!
Dm
La-dee-da-dee-da La-dee-da-dee-dee-da-da
G
La-dee-da-dee-da La-dee-da-dee-da (Repeat X4)
Dm
You want to talk about all the feelings I'm feeling
G
You're a phone call home after eight long seasons
Dm
There's a mail order bride and a baby that's teething
G
Said the smog, it hurts your eyes, so on the next train you're leaving
C
I'm not certain it's the smog, more just the constant grieving
C
But first you're dropping off the kid, sticking me with the feeding
Dm
I said, oh God damn it you're so mean
G
You say I'll lose the Christian crowd if I say things like these
C
But I've already lost them, I couldn't care less
Dm
I guess my path, it just got wide, so I'll just wish you all my narrow best
G
I guess that's it
Outro:
C Em D# Dm G (Repeat, end on C)
