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On some of the "C" chords, he does a little pattern where he lifts and replaces his index
finger, then switches to another chord. To figure the pattern out and the strum pattern,
watch the youtube video or find the song on bandcamp and give it a listen.
Standard tuning
Capo on fret 2
I suggest using your pinky finger (4th finger) to mute the top two strings.
For the verse, I would use (Em) as your E minor. (Parentheses)
For the chorus(es), I would use Em as your E minor. (No parentheses)
C (Em) Em9 G Em D/F#
e|----x----x----x----x----x----x----|
B|----x----x----x----x----x----x----|
G|----0----0----0----0----0----2----|
D|----2----5----4----0----2----0----|
A|----3----7----5----2----2----0----|
E|----0----0----0----3----0----2----|
Intro: Pick around with
C, (Em), Em9
C (Em)
I've held my breath for twenty fucking years;
Em9 C
hesitation brought me here.
(Em)
It makes it harder to believe
Em9 C
that I’ll see you again.
(Em)
I’m so scared of growing up,
Em9 C
I still act like I’m 15 years old
(Em)
Too early to give up,
Em9 C
but too old to come home.
(Em)
Well I found myself at a distance,
Em9 C
empty highways and freezing train carriages.
(Em)
I never thought I’d see myself like this,
Em9 C
freezing to death in this fucking city apartment.
C
Well I’m 21, and so alone…
G
This distance, it gave me an option
C
in the form of a shiny red apple.
Em
And in it’s dark red skin, I saw my reflection —
C
I couldn’t take it, I sunk my teeth in.
[ C, (Em), Em9 ] x2
C (Em)
Watch your tail-lights fade over this stale town,
Em9 C
your arms are waving from your window —
(Em) Em9
I can barely make it out, barely make it out.
C (Em)
It’ll be a cold and quiet month spent alone in my head.
Em9 C
When you finally return,
(Em) Em9
we’ll be stronger for this, stronger for this.
G
I keep a tiny colored print of you and I,
C
the one that we took at our friend’s engagement.
Em
Sometimes I catch myself just swimming in your smile.
C
There's a crease over your eyes; if I try, I remember what they look like.
[ C, (Em), Em9 ] x2
C
I keep a tiny colored print of you and I
G
folded and creased like a bill,
D/F# C
in the paper compartment of my wallet.
G D/F#
A worthy home for something that comes and goes
C
I know now why I’ve never felt at home;
G
I’m happy and healthy in my head,
D/F#
but I’ve never felt so alone.
C
I spend my days counting the lines along the road.
G
They disappear right under me
D/F#
like all the places that I’ve been,
C
just thinking of you.
C
