Nights Like These Pigeon Pit

Nights Like These

Pigeon Pit

ChordCrusher

92
0:00 2:02
Stimmung Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: D
Kapo:
2. Bund
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Intro]
| Cadd9 | - | F | - |
| C     | G | F | - |

[Verse 1]
C
Strawberry stained fingertips chain smoking
              F
Bingewatching Netflix
Bike grease in my hair
              C
Blood on your jeans
                G
Blisters on our feet
                   F
A huge grin full of teeth
    C
The California drought
The smell after the thunderstorm
     F
That knocked the power out
Sweat soaks up my handle bars
  C
I want to die with all my scars
   G
If they don't like the way we are,
     F
then fuck them

[Chorus]
             C
And I stayed up,
                     Em
chain smoking in the kitchen
                           Am7
Until you got home and the curtains were on fire
          F                   C
Fuck, I'm sorry you feel all alone
                     Em
With the TV blasting shadows on my face
         Am7
Hitching back to the apartment
       F
It was such a lonely place
  C                    Em             Am7
I place my head between  my knees and think:
                  F
"Do you ever have nights like these?"
   C                 Em
So separated from my sense of self and
    Am7                 F             Cadd9
The shit you keep up on your bookshelf

[Bridge]
F C G F           C
       So, I just take another sip

[Verse 2]
                                          F
I keep falling off and eating shit and forgetting to unclip
                                       C
The sun will rise some other time, for now it's me and you,
our bikes:
   G
We trip and stumble, laughing,
       F
to the park
    C
The flea bites laid out on my wrist
The heart shaped blister on my palm
    F
The handlebars had etched,
my body is out
                    C
On my back porch my brain is fucking somewhere else
G                            F
On the roof with the flags we torched

[Chorus]
             C
And I stayed up,
                     Em
chain smoking in the kitchen
                           Am7
Until you got home and the curtains were on fire
          F                   C
Fuck, I'm sorry you feel all alone
                     Em
With the TV blasting shadows on my face
         Am7
Hitching back to the apartment
       F
It was such a lonely place
  C                    Em             Am
I place my head between  my knees and think:
                  F
"Do you ever have nights like these?"
   C                 Em
So separated from my sense of self and
    Am7                 F             Cadd9
The shit you keep up on your bookshelf

[Outro]
                        F - - | - - - - |
| - C - - | - G - - | - F - - |

Takte

[Intro]
| Cadd9 | - | F | - |
| C     | G | F | - |

[Verse 1]
| C | - | F | - |
| C | G | F | - |
| C | - | F | - |
| C | G | F | - |

Strawberry stained fingertips chain smoking
Bingewatching Netflix
Bike grease in my hair
Blood on your jeans
Blisters on our feet
A huge grin full of teeth
The California drought
The smell after the thunderstorm
That knocked the power out
Sweat soaks up my handle bars
I want to die with all my scars
If they don't like the way we are,
then fuck them

[Chorus]
| C     | Em | Am7 | F |
| C     | Em | Am7 | F |
| C     | Em | Am7 | F |
| C     | Em | Am7 | F |
| Cadd9 | -  |

And I stayed up,
chain smoking in the kitchen
Until you got home and the curtains were on fire
Fuck, I'm sorry you feel all alone
With the TV blasting shadows on my face
Hitching back to the apartment
It was such a lonely place
I place my head between  my knees and think:
"Do you ever have nights like these?"
So separated from my sense of self and
The shit you keep up on your bookshelf

[Bridge]
        | F | - |
| C | G | F | - |
| C | - |

So, I just take another sip

[Verse 2]
                    | F - - - | - - - - |
| C - - - | G - - - | F - - - | - - - - |
| C - - - | - - - - | F - - - | - - - - |
| C - - - | G - - - | F - - - | - - - - |
| -

I keep falling off and eating shit and forgetting to unclip
The sun will rise some other time, for now it's me and you,
our bikes:
We trip and stumble, laughing,
to the park
The flea bites laid out on my wrist
The heart shaped blister on my palm
The handlebars had etched,
my body is out
On my back porch my brain is fucking somewhere else
On the roof with the flags we torched

[Chorus]
    C     - - | - Em - - | - Am7 - - | - F - - |
| - C     - - | - Em - - | - Am7 - - | - F - - |
| - C     - - | - Em - - | - Am  - - | - F - - |
| - C     - - | - Em - - | - Am7 - - | - F - - |
| - Cadd9 - - | - -  - - | -

And I stayed up,
chain smoking in the kitchen
Until you got home and the curtains were on fire
Fuck, I'm sorry you feel all alone
With the TV blasting shadows on my face
Hitching back to the apartment
It was such a lonely place
I place my head between  my knees and think:
"Do you ever have nights like these?"
So separated from my sense of self and
The shit you keep up on your bookshelf

[Outro]
                        F - - | - - - - |
| - C - - | - G - - | - F - - |

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