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------------------------------------------------------------------------------- TALK ABOUT - Dear and the Headlights ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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 [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/d/dear-and-the-headlights/347339.html ] 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) |