Losing Touch
The Killers
Tabbed by rich-uk
7 December 2008
Standard tuning - E A D G B E
[Intro]
E B F# G#m
E B F# F#
G#m G#m C# C#
G#m G#m C# C#
[Verse 1]
G#m G#m C# C# G#m
Console me in my darkest hour, convince me that the truth is always grey.
G#m C# C# E
Caress me in your velvet chair, conceal me from the ghost you cast away.
[Chorus 1]
B F# G#m (F#) E
I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
B F# F# G#m
Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom - it must be true.
[Fill]
G#m C# C#
[Verse 2]
G#m C# C# G#m
Console me in my darkest hour, and tell me that you always hear my cries.
G#m C# C# E
I wonder what you got conspired, I'm sure it dawns a consolation prize.
[Chorus 2]
B F# G#m (F#) E
I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
B F# F#7
Fill the night with stories, the legend grows,
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
of how you got lost, but you made your way back home.
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E F#
You sold your soul, like a roaming vagabond, yeah!
[Middle Eight]
G#m G#m G#m G#m
I heard you found a wishing well, in the city.
G#m G#m G#m G#m E
Console me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour) and you throw me down.
[Chorus 3]
B F# G#m (F#) E
I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
B F# F#7
Fill your crown with rumours.
E B F# G#m
Impending doom - it must be true.
E B F# F#
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
But you made your way back home.
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
You sold your soul, like a roaming vagabond.
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
And about how you got lost, but you made your way back home.
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
You went and sold your soul, an allegiance dead and gone.
[Outro]
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
(I'm losing touch)
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
B
(NB. Chords not in brackets fall on the first beat of the bar
Chords in brackets fall mid-bar)
