Please Dont Cry They Stopped Hours Ago

The Brave Little Abacus

Tom original: G Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 10

(início)

D                          C
Placed behind door number 3
          Am7
I lay shaking, will he pick me?
D
Don't be alarmed or misinterpret
             C      Am7            D
For it's his anonymity that put me here
            C  Am7       D
I should decide whether it's
                 C               Am7
The dopamine or someone hitting "refresh" on my

Chorus 1

Bb
Spinal
G               A
Chord is aching as if the earth
Bb
Like me
G             A      D
Been shaking, shaken up

Verse 2

C                  Am
Door number 3 has opened up
D
And like that, the world pounces on the knobs of one and two
C                         Am7
"If we can't have it all, then why have anything at all?"
D
They chant
                   C              Am7
Their song sending shivers up and down, around my

Chorus 2

Bb
Spinal
G               A
Chord is aching as if the earth
Bb
Like me
G             A
Been shaking, shaken
Bb
Up and
G                 A
Into the place we know will give the
Bb
Verdict
G                         A
Then finding that there's something in the
Something in the
                Dmaj7 A
Something in the water

Verse 3

Dmaj7       A     Dmaj7    A
But I can't seem to put my glass down
Dmaj7         A            Gmaj7
Maybe because soon I'll be inside
D             E     Gmaj7
Drowning in it's confines
D               E             Dmaj7    A
Pounding on the glass like I were five
Dmaj7   A (x3)

Verse 4

  Dmaj7   A      Dmaj7       A  Dmaj7
I can't remember what it was I felt
             A              Dmaj7              A        Gmaj7
Or heard, or saw, or touched after hearing the word "hello"
D               E           Gmaj7
Dancing figures intimate, I know
              D                  E        Gmaj7
But there was more involved that made me believe
                D               E           Dmaj7     A
That there were two of them and only one of me
Dmaj7   A (x3)

Verse 5

Dmaj7 A  Dmaj7             A     Dmaj7    A         Dmaj7
It gets harder to see them as the water rises, as I criticize it
 A            Gmaj7
It's his eye, it
D                     E                Gmaj7
Fills the glass, it's all that I could ask
          D                 E         Gmaj7
For he is drowning in the same room as me
             D               E           Gmaj7
And it's the very thing that makes me believe
                D             E           Gmaj7
That there are two of him and only one of me

Outro

                       Dmaj7           E       Gmaj7
Let me bathe amidst my ignorance, ignorance
                Dmaj7
As if I were asleep
   E
As if I were asleep

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