Its All Futile Its All Pointless

Lovejoy

Tom original: A Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 6
A

Intro

x2

Verse 1

(Palm Muted)
A          Bm                      C#m         D
I lost the passion that comes with living
A       Bm               C#m       D
Since I started university
A          Bm                C#m
I took a geography course to learn the datelines
    D
And maybe use a sextant
A              Bm             C#m       D
But now I just press facsimiles

Verse 2

A           Bm                       C#m
And you're exactly who you wanted to be
       D
That's what you said
A                Bm           C#m               D
'Cause you wanna watch TV and sleep all day and lay in bed but
A          Bm                      C#m             D
You're forgetting that I've got to go to work and eat my food
    A               Bm            C#m
And pay my rent and reproduce and feed those kids
    D
And maybe use a sextant

Pre-Chorus

F#m  G#m        A
   I don't miss you
           C#m                     D
I miss the thought of what we were

Chorus

(Intro Tab over chords)
A           Bm                C#m            D
This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
A         Bm             C#m             D
Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in and let you drain
A      Bm               C#m        D
You'll never get rid of me, oh I'm like a fucking disease
A           Bm              C#m
I'll make a home in your gut
            D
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep

Verse 3

A             Bm                  C#m
What was your thought when you realised
                  D
You'll never feel naive love again?
A      Bm              C#m
Was it pain or was it sickness?
         D
Were you proud of who you'd been?
A           Bm              C#m
The shyness waiting for his phone calls
            D          A
Replaced by apathy and dating apps
             Bm                  C#m
You held his hands, it felt like flying
         D
Now he's just another man

Verse 4

(PALM MUTED)
A                   Bm            C#m       D
You'd rather he was inside than beside you
A                Bm             C#m       D
But he's talking marriage and a future
A              Bm                 C#m       D
He's picking a lock he doesn't go into
A               Bm            C#m         D
He's knife in a wound, he's a suture

Pre-Chorus

F#m  G#m        A
   I don't miss you
           C#m                     D
I miss the thought of what we were

Chorus

(Intro Tab over chords)
A           Bm                C#m            D
This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
A         Bm             C#m             D
Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in and let you drain
A      Bm               C#m        D
You'll never get rid of me, oh I'm like a fucking disease
A           Bm              C#m
I'll make a home in your gut
            D
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep

Bridge

A    Bm   C#m
It's okay
    D                    A
Anything to make me feel less numb
     Bm   C#m
It's okay
    D                    A
Anything to make me feel less numb
     Bm   C#m
It's okay
    D                    A
Anything to make me feel less numb
     Bm   C#m   D
It's okay

Outro

A      Bm              C#m
Eat my rent and eat my food
           D                  A
And eat my dues and eat those kids (it's okay)
    D
And maybe use a sextant
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Tab - Intro

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