Viciously Lonely The Backseat Lovers

Viciously Lonely

The Backseat Lovers

MelodyMike

152
Stimmung Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: G
Kapo:
Ohne Kapo
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Intro]
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |

[Verse 1]
G6                               C/D
My new house sits upon the clouds
Am7                                  C/D
Right next door is the lost and found
G6                                         C/D
  Pickin' fights with the ghosts downstairs
Am7                                 C/D G6 C/D Am7 C/D G6 C/D
Turn off the lights and plug my ears
Am7

[Verse 2]
C/D    G6                         C/D            Am7
   The trees are killing off in a lovely kind of way
C/D G6
      And of course,
                      C/D       Am7
I'm pleading from the porch just   stay
C/D
G6                                  C/D        Am7
  Maybe the winter will cut me some slack this year
C/D
G6                                  C/D    Am7
  Maybe I'm telling myself what I'd like to   hear

[Pre-Chorus]
C/D       Am7                              D9
   Tonight   I hope I fall asleep before my  hands do
       Am7
I might   come close to drifting off,
           D9
but I don't  plan to

[Chorus]
              G6
I'm viciously lonely, lost respect
C/D           Am7
My best friend   is the crick in my neck
C/D          G6
Sit back and stone me, toss your rocks
C/D            Am7                      C/D G6 C/D Am7 C/D G6 C/D
Pretty good aim   if you count headshots
Am7

[Bridge]
| Cm6 | Em9/B | Am7 | Ebmaj9 |
| Cm6 | Em9/B | Am7 | D9     |
| -   | -     | -   |

[Interlude]
G6
  I tend to spend a couple hours a day
   Am7
Waiting by the phone hoping there's nothing to say
   Bm7                                            A#m7
But   I've got the feeling that my wake up call is    on
its way
Am7      G6
   But as  my youth, begins to expire
     Am7
I'll slowly put a little less wood on the fire
    Bm7
But maybe it'll turn,
                       A#m7
like a roll of old film
   Am7
Or a  bottle of wine,
                       D9
that's been Waiting to Spill

[Chorus]
          G6
Viciously lonely, tossed around
C/D             Am7
Most these days,   been stuck in town
   C/D         G6
So come on and show me, lay it down
        C/D             Am7
Put the band in the deep   end,
               C/D
try to get loud
G6 C/D Am7 C/D
G6 C/D Am7 C/D
G6 C/D Am7 C/D
G6 C/D Am7

[Outro]
   Am7
All   the flags are halfway down the poles
D9      Am7                              D9
  So why   are the dogs still barking at the fireworks
show?

Takte

[Intro]
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |

[Verse 1]
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | -

My new house sits upon the clouds
Right next door is the lost and found
Pickin' fights with the ghosts downstairs
Turn off the lights and plug my ears

[Verse 2]
                           C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | -

The trees are killing off in a lovely kind of way
And of course,
I'm pleading from the porch just   stay
Maybe the winter will cut me some slack this year
Maybe I'm telling myself what I'd like to   hear

[Pre-Chorus]
                         C/D |
| Am7 - | - - | D9 - | - -   |
| Am7 - | - - | D9 - | - -   |

Tonight   I hope I fall asleep before my  hands do
I might   come close to drifting off,
but I don't  plan to

[Chorus]
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - C/D |
| G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - | - -   |

I'm viciously lonely, lost respect
My best friend   is the crick in my neck
Sit back and stone me, toss your rocks
Pretty good aim   if you count headshots

[Bridge]
| Cm6 | Em9/B | Am7 | Ebmaj9 |
| Cm6 | Em9/B | Am7 | D9     |
| -   | -     | -   |

[Interlude]
                        | G6  - |
| - -    | Am7 - | - -  | Bm7 - |
| - A#m7 | Am7 - | - -  | G6  - |
| - -    | Am7 - | - -  | Bm7 - |
| - A#m7 | Am7 - | - D9 | -   - |
| - -    |

I tend to spend a couple hours a day
Waiting by the phone hoping there's nothing to say
But   I've got the feeling that my wake up call is    on
its way
But as  my youth, begins to expire
I'll slowly put a little less wood on the fire
But maybe it'll turn,
like a roll of old film
Or a  bottle of wine,
that's been Waiting to Spill

[Chorus]
        | G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - |
| - C/D | G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - |
| - C/D | G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - |
| - C/D | G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - |
| - C/D | G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - |
| - C/D | G6 - | - C/D | Am7 - |
| - -   |

Viciously lonely, tossed around
Most these days,   been stuck in town
So come on and show me, lay it down
Put the band in the deep   end,
try to get loud

[Outro]
    | Am7 | - | D9 |
| - | Am7 | - | D9 |

All   the flags are halfway down the poles
So why   are the dogs still barking at the fireworks
show?

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