Crowbar Waxahatchee

Crowbar

Waxahatchee

James Sanford

91
0:00 4:00
Stimmung Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: Eb
Kapo:
3. Bund
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Intro]
| C | - | G | Dm |
| - | C | G | Dm |
| - |

[Verse 1]
C      G          Dm
 I left your heart  of glass in my unmade bed
C
 In the right time,
G               Dm
 you could shine  so bright in my doubtful eyes
   C G       Dm                      C
And I imprint  all your ideas on mine
 G        Dm
I move awkwardly at the speed of light

[Pre-Chorus]
           C                  G
Maybe it's easier to be afraid
        Dm
Drenched  in tragedy, manmade
       C               G
And my compass is an antique
          Dm
But if I'm  not back soon
                         F
Don't come looking for me

[Chorus]
        C                 G                       Dm
You can take it pretty far on a prayer that's pale  and
synthetic
F C              G                         Dm
  Bending my crowbar with tension that's telekinetic
  F          C
A paradox poetic,
              G       Dm
you get choked up reading the classics
F             C                       G
 Your pride'll take a gluttonous bite, a stupid question,
      Dm
I'd rather not ask it

[Interlude]
    | C | G | Dm |
| - | C | G | Dm |
| - |

[Verse 2]
C      G     Dm                               C
 I take a sip  of something I can barely taste
Dull as dusk,
G            Dm
 with a skull  and crossbones to bring us luck
    C
And I,
G      Dm                           C
 I know  that you can't read my mind
 G            Dm
I swear I said  the same thing a hundred times

[Pre-Chorus]
           C                       G
Maybe it's harder than it should be
  Dm
Variations on a theme
        C                   G
I could wear it right on my sleeve
          Dm
When an antagonist emerges,
           F
don't blame me

[Chorus]
        C                 G                       Dm
You can take it pretty far on a prayer that's pale  and
synthetic
F C              G                         Dm
  Bending my crowbar with tension that's telekinetic
  F          C
A paradox poetic,
              G       Dm
you get choked up reading the classics
F             C                       G
 Your pride'll take a gluttonous bite, a stupid question,
      Dm
I'd rather not ask it

[Post-Chorus]
F C G
     A stupid question,
      Dm
I'd rather not ask it
F C G
     A stupid question,
      Dm
I'd rather not ask it

[Outro]
     | F | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm |

[Fade Out]
     | F | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm |

Takte

[Intro]
| C | - | G | Dm |
| - | C | G | Dm |
| - |

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

I left your heart  of glass in my unmade bed
In the right time,
you could shine  so bright in my doubtful eyes
And I imprint  all your ideas on mine
I move awkwardly at the speed of light

[Pre-Chorus]
    | C | G | Dm |
| - | C | G | Dm |
| - | F |

Maybe it's easier to be afraid
Drenched  in tragedy, manmade
And my compass is an antique
But if I'm  not back soon
Don't come looking for me

[Chorus]
         | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm |

You can take it pretty far on a prayer that's pale  and
synthetic
Bending my crowbar with tension that's telekinetic
A paradox poetic,
you get choked up reading the classics
Your pride'll take a gluttonous bite, a stupid question,
I'd rather not ask it

[Interlude]
    | C | G | Dm |
| - | C | G | Dm |
| - |

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

I take a sip  of something I can barely taste
Dull as dusk,
with a skull  and crossbones to bring us luck
And I,
I know  that you can't read my mind
I swear I said  the same thing a hundred times

[Pre-Chorus]
    | C | G | Dm |
| - | C | G | Dm |
| - | F |

Maybe it's harder than it should be
Variations on a theme
I could wear it right on my sleeve
When an antagonist emerges,
don't blame me

[Chorus]
         | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm |

You can take it pretty far on a prayer that's pale  and
synthetic
Bending my crowbar with tension that's telekinetic
A paradox poetic,
you get choked up reading the classics
Your pride'll take a gluttonous bite, a stupid question,
I'd rather not ask it

[Post-Chorus]
     | F | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm |

A stupid question,
I'd rather not ask it
A stupid question,
I'd rather not ask it

[Outro]
     | F | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm |

[Fade Out]
     | F | C | G |
| Dm | F | C | G |
| Dm |

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