From Chambers Slow

(início)

INTRO:
G (mess around with bass notes and strum patterns)
VERSE:
G                                                               C
There's a tree in my yard and it killed all the other plants
                        G
And showed no remorse
                D                               C                      G
But even nature's a bitch and that bitch is gonna take her course
        Em
Ooh ooh
        G
Ooh ooh
G                                                       C
It dominates the yard and it doesn't seem right
                        G
It played out like that
                D               C                              G
But you won't hear me complain 'cos it don't look bad
CHORUS:
                        C
Would you trust your life
                Em
To traffic lights
                D
And strangers' hands
                Em
Near every night?
                C
I'll sing in time
                        Em
With the crashing cars
                        D
And all sounds that carry
                C
To my front yard
C/B     G      G/F#           C      C/B    G      G/F#
And I will be the one who knows what's coming to me
C               C/B                    G              G/F#           G
I'm gonna know, I'll know, I'll know what's coming to me
VERSE:
If I were a ghost, I'd fuck with everybody I know
Shake the walls on each house
And each attic above so keep your ear to the ground
I'd carve "hello" into the rafter with a bent up fork
So you can read it next time
You go up there to push something out of sight and mind
CHORUS x1
        Em
Ooh ooh
        G
Ooh ooh
        Em
Ooh ooh
        D
Ooh ooh
CHORUS #2:
Bullets may fly
From chambers, slow
But straight and steady
So still they go
And weave around
Houses and trees
In search of you
In search of me
And I will be the one who knows what's coming to me
I'm gonna know, I'll know, I'll know what's coming to me