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Capo 1

I tried my best with the lyrics listening by ear but the guy couldn't have an accent further from my own so I 
struggled in places

[Intro]

C G D Em
C G D
C G D Em
C G D

[Verse]

C    G      D               Em
  Oh static, humming out the VHS
C      G          D          Em
  Imperfection, perfectly radiating
C       G             D                 Em
  Oh neglection, she's five-foot-four in sunday best
C       G                  D       Em
  But lady, texture is the news of my sedation


[Instrumental]

C G D Em
C G D


[Chorus]

C                      G
Bet you're just like me, bottom dollar on it
D                     Em
Bet she gave you everything that you ever wanted,
C                G                       D
Changing no time soon, but you're trying to,
                Em    (N.C.)
Trying so hard to get far away from you


C          G        D             Em
Get off the throne, let the fucking band play
C          G             D               Em
I know it's hard but when someone else has the stage,
C          G           D               Em
Get your shirt on and pucker your lips, some guys like the chase
C      G          D               Em
and I don't know what to think of us these days
C      G  D               Em
Go home, turn the record over, switch it out
C         G          D                Em
Tell me something I didn't hear at the bar,
C        G           D            Em
Help me remember the night, these girls try to forget
C     G               D               Em
Isn't what I made her out to be at seventeen

C                    G
Isn't what I made her out to be at seventeen
D                      Em
Here I am surprised at how it is with everything
C                           G
Twenty three, your version of a teenage drama queen
D                                Em (single)
Your biggest dream neglection, you left this blood on the scene

[Instrumental]

C G D Em
C G D

[Verse 3]

C             G
  And you'll see
D               Em
  A different side of me
C              G             D
  A blistered skin crumbling off
C             G
  And pulsing through my veins,
D              Em
  I'm oiling the grinded gears,
C          G                  D
  Slicing pillars to find the name

[Bridge]

Em A Em A
Em A Em A A

C     G
  Will we come around,
D          Em
  Strip ourselves to flesh,
C      G        D
  This proves [I have no idea what he says here]


[Chorus]

C          G        D             Em
Get off the throne, let the fucking band play
C          G             D               Em
I know it's hard but when someone else has the stage,
C          G           D               Em
Get your shirt on and pucker your lips, some guys like the chase
C      G          D               Em
and I don't know what to think of us these days
C      G  D               Em
Go home, turn the record over, switch it out
C         G          D                Em
Tell me something I didn't hear at the bar,
C        G           D            Em
Help me remember the night, these girls try to forget
C     G               D               Em
Isn't what I made her out to be at seventeen
C     G               D               Em
Isn't what I made her out to be at seventeen
C        G            D                   Em
Isn't what I made her out to be at seventeen
C        G            D                   Em
Isn't what I made her out to be at seventeen
C        G            D                    G  (let it ring)
Isn't what I made her out to be at seventeen




		
    

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