What was originally a one-off song written by a group of bored suburban kids turned into a five-year plan none of them were expecting.  Call it the ultimate after-school project.  With only the intent and purpose of taking that one song and infecting it on everyone they knew, this ragtag group of 

The Wonder Years are a pop punk/hardcore punk band from Philadelphia started in June 2005. Since then they have 2 full lengths, 2 EPs, and several splits and compilation contributions. They are signed to Hopeless records.

The Wonder Years es una banda de Pop-Punk originaria de Pensilvania, USA en el 2005. Desde esa fecha ellos tienen grabados  9 Ep's yy split, y 3 album estudio , bajo el sello Hopeless Records. 

E                     G#m
Cigarette smoke dances back in the window
       A          C#m         B
And I can see the haze on the dome light.
    E                     G#m
I'm conjuring ghosts on a forty-hour ride home
     A                           C#m           B
And they keep asking me what I`m doing with my life,
          A            B              C#m
While my cousins go to bed with their wives.
     A                 B        F#m
I'm feeling like I've fallen behind.

          E
Well the highway won.
     G#m
I'm listening to traffic reports,
A                   C#m       B
One on one, coming quietly undone.
       E          G#m
I was born to run away from anything good
     A
An escape artist`s son
                  C#m             B
With sun-drenched pavement in my blood.
     A                 B             C#m
The first thing that I do when I walk in
     A         B           F#m
Is plan a way out for when shit gets bad

    C#m         B      A   E             C#m     
And I've been looking for tears in the screen door.
  B             A
(tears in the screen door)
C#m         B      A    E       C#m
I've been waiting for another disaster.
  B         A
(another disaster)

E - G#m - A - C#m - B

     E               G#m
I'm terrified like a kid in the sixties,
 A                  C#m             B
Staring at the sky waiting for the bomb to fall.
      E                   G#m
It`s all a lie, what they say about stability.
    A
It scares me sometimes,
    C#m          B        F#m
The emptiness I see in my eyes.

        G#m                   A                 B
All the kid's names I've ever liked are tied to tragedy
   F#m              G#m                   A                B
And I don't want my children growing up to be anything like me.

    C#m         B      A   E            C#m     
And I've been looking for tears in the screen door.
  B             A
(tears in the screen door)
C#m         B      A    E       C#m
I've been waiting for another disaster.
  B         A
(another disaster)
    C#m            A            B
But I was kind of hoping you'd stay.
  C#m          A             E
I was kind of hoping you'd stay.

A - E - B

          C#m
I keep a flashlight
       A                  E           B
And a small knife in the corner of my bed stand.
          C#m                A
I keep a flashlight and the train times,
                  E
But you wouldn't understand.
               B
How could you understand?

       C#m        A
Jesus Christ. I'm twentysix.
         E                  B
All the people I graduated with
         C#m             A
All have kids, all have wives,
          E                       B
All have people who care if they come home at night.
       C#m               B
Jesus Christ, did I fuck up?

    C#m         B      A   E             C#m     
And I've been looking for tears in the screen door.
  B             A
(tears in the screen door)
C#m         B      A    E       C#m
I've been waiting for another disaster.
  B         A
(another disaster)
    C#m            A            B
But I was kind of hoping you'd stay.
  C#m          A            B
I was kind of hoping you'd stay.
  C#m          B            E
I was kind of hoping you'd stay.

Passing Through A Screen Door

Intro x2
A-E-D

Verse
A           E         D
I'm pulling wings off insects
I'm peeling back my sunburnt skin
I'll wait outside your bedroom
I hope they let me in

Verse 2
A           E         D
I'm filling your prescriptions
The orange bottles stare me down
They're standing at attention
An army on your windowsill

Pre-Chorus
D                       E
We're all waiting for good news
A                     D
Hoping you can come home soon
F#m                   D
We're all waiting for good news

Chorus
A          D
I've been acting like I'm strong
         F#m       E
But the truth is, I've been losing ground
F#m             D
To a hospital too crowded,
A               E
A summer winding down
F#m             D                E
I hadn't seen a heartbreak until now
F#m             D                A
I hadn't felt a heartbreak until now

Repeat Intro x2
A-E-D

Verse 3
A      E          D
I grew up on your back porch
And I watched the storms light up the clouds
They hung like paper lanterns
To guide the way back toward your house

Pre-Chorus
D                     E
I've been putting off long flights
A                     D
Hoping that you'll be all right
F#m                    D
And I'll be there in the meantime

Chorus
A          D
I've been acting like I'm strong
         F#m       E
But the truth is, I've been losing ground
F#m             D
To a hospital too crowded,
A               E
A summer winding down
F#m             D                E
I hadn't seen a heartbreak until now
F#m             D                A
I hadn't felt a heartbreak until now

Bridge
A            D
If I'm in an airport
                A
And you're in a hospital bed
      E                                A
Well, then, what kind of man does that make me?
             D
If I'm in an airport
                A
And you're in a hospital bed
       E                               A
Well, then, what kind of man does that make me?
             D
If I'm in an airport
             A
If I'm in an airport
E                           A
What kind of man does that make me?
D                          
What kind of man does that make me?

Chorus
A          D
I've been acting like I'm strong
         F#m       E
But the truth is, I've been losing ground
F#m             D
To a hospital too crowded,
A               E
A summer winding down
F#m             D                E
I hadn't seen a heartbreak until now
F#m             D                A
I hadn't felt a heartbreak until now

Outro
D                              E
Hadn't felt a heartbreak until now
D
Hadn't felt a heartbreak
       F#m           D
Oh the hospital's too crowded
   A               E
The summer's winding down
F#m              D                F#m
I haven't seen a heartbreak until now
F#m                   D                A
Well I haven't felt a heartbreak until now

Dismantling Summer

C                                   G
Madelyn, I share your hate for this world we're in
                  Am                                  F
But it makes me a better man; It's an excuse that you make.

    C                                   G
And Madelyn, I know you want to let the bottles in.
                              Am
I know you think that they're all your friends.
                               F
They're lying straight to your face.

  Dm             G             F              Dm            G                  F
I know about the devil in your bloodstream; I know that the ghosts still visit nightly.
  Dm               G             F             Em  Dm
I know it must get lonely by the Chesapeake.

C                        G                             Am                                F
Madelyn, are you really afraid of death or do you just say it if it's the right thing to say?
C                                     G
Madelyn, I know you're safe where you lay your head
                 Am                                        F
But if you wanted to come back, I've got a place you could stay.

       Dm        G           F       Dm              G           F          Dm   Em
If I'm not doing right by my family, then what's the point of it anyway. . .anyway.

                        C                               G
I don't think there's a god; I don't think that there's someone coming to save us
      Am                     G                  F
And I don't think that's the worst news of the day;
                        C                               G
I don't think there's a god. I don't think that there's someone coming to save me
            Am               G                 F
And I don't think that's the worst news of the day.

C                        G
Madelyn, I know how your cold scars turn purple.
               Am                                       F
I know how the Irish goodbyes feel. I know where you've been
    C                           G
And Madelyn, you and I got this East Coast blood between us.
     Am                                  F
It's bitter and vitriolic; I know how it ends.
       Dm        G           F                 Dm        G        F                          F
If I'm not doing right by my family... oh, I'm not doing right by family.

Madelyn

D
We wiped out all the Buffalo
                            Bm
Around the turn of the last century,
            G
And so it's factories and sawgrass,
                                 A
Wheat fields and asphalt laid in front of me.
                         D
The Midwest feels like a hollow place
                             Bm
That we filled with love and industry.
          G
And we're staring at the frozen ground in Goodwill suits,
A
Silent as the pastor reads the eulogy.


Prechorus(play chords arpegiated):
     D          A           Bm     A      G
Well I wanted to see just a little bit of everything.
           A
Let me be.

Chorus:             D        G
Two blackbirds on a highway sign
                Bm                A
Are laughing at me at four in the morning.
                         D      G
They played the war drum out of time
           Bm                   A   
So I'm not sure where I've been marching.
                Bm               D
I wanna be strong,
             G
But it's not easy anymore.
               D            A  G
I'm hoping I'm wrong.


Verse 2:
                   D
It's sixteen hours straight to home
                        Bm
From the heart of North Missouri,
         G
And so I searched through my great-grandpop's memoirs
                    A
For the devil in my bloodstream.
                       D
Depression grabbed his throat
                               Bm
And choked the life out of him slowly.
             G
I've got the same blood coursing through my veins
                       A
And it'll come for me eventually.

Prechorus 2:
                       D
I bet I'd be a fucking coward.
                         Bm
I bet I'd never have the guts for war,
       G
'Cause I can't spend another month away from here.
      A
These frantic rest stop phone calls don't get answered anymore.
    D              A               Bm     A    G
But I, I wanted to know if I could please come home.
               A
So let me know.

                    D        G
Two blackbirds on a highway sign
                Bm                A
Are laughing at me at four in the morning.
                         D      G
They played the war drum out of time
       Bm                       A   
So I'm not sure where I've been marching.
               Bm               D
I wanna be strong,
             G
But it's not easy anymore.
               D            A  G
I'm hoping I'm wrong.
(palm muted G powerchord)
I'm hoping I'm wrong.

Bridge:
D                        A
I know how it feels to be
    G
At war with a world

That never loved me.

D                        A
I know how it feels to be
    G
At war with a world

That never loved me.

Chorus 3:
                    D        G
Two blackbirds on a highway sign
                Bm                A
Are laughing at me at four in the morning.
                         D      G
They played the war drum out of time
       Bm                       A   
So I'm not sure where I've been marching.
           Bm     D     G
I wanna be strong.
             D      A
I wanna be strong
             G
But it's not easy anymore.

The Devil In My Bloodstream

The Greatest Generation

C     Em         F        G      
Hey thanks       for everything
            E7               F/C
For putting up with me when I get cranky
   C               G
I know I'm such a pain
          C       Em                F             G
And yeah thanks        for losing everything with me
      E7               F/C
The night we went to Atlantic City
     C               G
Of course it had to rain


     F/C                  C
And you think that I'm angry
    F/C                   C
But I think that you're sad
    G 
and we know it's not so bad
      F           E7
Here living the life we have


        C     Em              F        G
So hey thanks       for not hating me
         E7                  F/C
When I wake you up at eight in the morning
  C                 G
Because I lost the keys
           C    Em      F                 G
And yeah thanks       for staying in with me
    E7                       F/C
I know you'd probably rather be out drinking
     C           G
Than in with the TV

     F/C                  C
And you think that I'm angry
    F/C                   C
But I think that you're sad
    G 
and we know it's not so bad
      F           E7
Here living the life we have
         C
So hey thanks

Hey Thanks

# ALL CREDIT TO RONA FROM HELLO MONROE!

G
I?m not sad anymore, I?m just tired of this place.
Em
The weight of the world be okay
Am
if it would pick a shoulder to lean on
D
So I could stand up straight.
G
I?m not sad anymore, I?m just tired of this place.
Em
The homophobic bullshit that?s somehow okay
Am                              D
Just because you didn?t mean it that way.

G
I can?t take anymore of all the scum in this place.
Em
Shitty dudes with tribal tattoos all around,
Am                                                D                                          G D
Lining up cheap beer and roofies for a party at their place.
G            Am          D
Trying to convince freshmen they?re somebody
G               Am         D                                 G
By spending all of their parents? money on kegstands
    Am            D                       G D
And Matt says I don?t fit in.
G         Am        D
All this mallrat goth shit is killing me.
G               Am                 D
Thought that would end with high school at least. 
G                                 Am
But there are still kids and Matt says
D (Hold )
?oeCollege hit those dudes like a ton of bricks.?

G               F#           Em
So they?re calling it blasphemy, 
    D             Am (Hold)
A fucking catastrophe
For saying it?s a stupid choice to make.
G            F#                   Em
But this place just brings misery.
   D                Am (hold )
I hate what it does to me.
                   D                                   G      F#            Em
I fight, but I can?t escape the way that I don?t fit in with any of this.
      G        F#                 Em
And I don?t think we?re the same.
G
I?m fucking losing my head trying to understand this.
Em
Kids outside with guitars hoping for someone to notice.Am                                
D
No one wants to hear your sappy bullshit.

G
All these fake-tan girls laughing at art school kids
Em
Getting lots in return for being substance-less.
Am
You?re too caught in semantics to see it,
D
But you?re no fucking different.
G               F#        Em
So they?re calling it blasphemy,
    D             Am(hold)
A fucking catastrophe

For saying it?s a stupid choice to make.
G           F#                Em
But this place just brings misery.
   D                Am (Hold)
I hate what it does to me.
                                                         G     F            Em
I fight, but I can?t escape the way that I don?t fit in with any of this.
        G        F                Em
And I don?t think we?re the same.
G
I?m not sad anymore, I?m just tired of this place.
Em
The weight of the world be okay
Am
if it would pick a shoulder to lean on
D
So I could stand up straight.
# Here?s My cover if you wanna follow my hands on what I?m doing :
# http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zMz9ncxSPBc

My Last Semester

E                             A
I've been obviously on the verge of a mental breakdown this week
         C#m                                A
Stuck between your dirty sheets and back-lit memories
             E                                    A
And I've been putting off things like getting my shit out of your apartment
           C#m                          A
I've been making up excuses about the things that you might need

            F#m                           A
And I've been trying to find out where everyone's been
             E               C#m
But they're nowhere and I'm nothing
             A                         B         E
And I've been trying to stay as busy as I can


          A
I finally broke on Christmas Eve
        C#m                               A
In an Outback Steakhouse bathroom while my family ordered for me
           E                     A
Haven't been losing sleep, no I pass out almost instantly
    C#m
The bad dreams get worse every week
              A
I think I'm losing a little of me


E                                  
I'm getting better, but it's in small steps
A
I'm working on sleeping on the left
  C#m         B                  A
I just can't blame New York for this
            E
And so I'm down again, but this time it's different
A                                    C#m
I'm mourning something that I miss
            B                 A
And that's better than being hopeless


E
I'm counting back on all my mistakes
A                                                   C#m 
From the back of the cop car where you told me you loved me
               B                A
'Cause after that night, I got scared and I'm sorry
    E             A            C#m    B    A
But hey, what can I say?


            F#m                          A
And I've been trying to find out where everyone's been
             E
But they're nowhere
          C#m
I'm still nothing
              A                     B
And I've been trying to find old friends


E                                A    B
I'm getting better, but it's in small steps
A                                    C#m
I'm working on sleeping on the left
              B                   A
I just can't blame New York for this

           E
And so I'm down again, but this time it's different
A                                  C#m
I'm mourning something that I miss
           B                  A
And that's better than being hopeless


E
It's getting weird to think
C#m
About the house on Manson Street
        A
And how neither of us live there

It's probably empty
             E
She watches Breakfast at Tiffany's, it calms her completely
       A
I guess Sarah Marshall does the same for me
 C#m                            B                        A
It's nothing when she's leaning on me and saying she's sorry
E                              A                           C#m    B    A
I'm obviously on the verge of a mental breakdown this week


E
I'm getting better, but it's in small steps
A
I'm working on sleeping on the left
C#m           B                   A
I just can't blame New York for this
           E
And so I'm down again, but this time it's different
A
I'm mourning something that I miss
C#m         B                 A
And that's better than being hopeless

I Was Scared And I'm Sorry

The Upsides

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Don't Let Me Cave In

D
Moved all my shit into my parent's basement
    G
And out of our old apartment
  Bm                          A
I know things changed but I'm not sure when
   D
I guess you'd call this regression
          G
I left a real job and a girlfriend
     Bm                      A
I convinced myself that I'm brave enough for all of this
Em                  G             D
Well, I spent this whole year in airports
          A               Em        G     D
And the floor feels like home, whoa-oh-oh-oh
                 A    Em
At least we're never alone
         G           D                  A            Em        G    D
I lost track of the time zones and I'd call but you know, whoa-oh-oh-oh


                G
I'm running on empty
     D                   A                    G
The late nights and the long drives start to get to me

I'm just so tired


              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for
        G          D              A
I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
   G
I came in here alone
         D
Came in here alone
                   A
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore


G D A


            D
Been on a steady fast food diet
       G                       Bm
Like we're this generation's Morgan Spurlock
        A
But we don't admit defeat
    D                         G
My body feels rejected and I can't say that I blame it
    Bm
My heart keeps saying stay young
     A
My lower back seems to disagree
    Em         G            D            A         Em         G     D
I unrolled a cheap cotton blanket on an old dirty couch, whoa-oh-oh-oh
            A             Em
I felt the year start to wind down
          G        D
I can't stand any dead space
       A          Em        G     D
Empty beds bum me out, whoa-oh-oh-oh


              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for
        G          D              A
I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
   G
I came in here alone
         D
Came in here alone
                   A
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore


G D A


   D                         G
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
          Bm                         A
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
        D                       G
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
    Bm                         A
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there
   D                         G
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
          Bm                         A
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
        D                       G
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
    Bm                         A
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there
   D                         G
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
          Bm                         A
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
        D                       G
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
    Bm                         A            D
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there

Came Out Swinging

Bm A D G
Bm A D G

G                      A
  The fountain was off. 
              D                                              G
This is the first time I've been back to the city in months.
                 A                 D
I'm trying to hold it together but irony's found cracks in the foundation. 
G              A
  And you know, 
  D
I try so hard to be some great white hope 
    G                 A              Bm              E       G         A
But I can't shake the feeling that tonight I'm gonna end up shaking in bed
  D
alone. 

Bm                       A                            D
  I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid. 
                  G                 Bm
I had to take my own advice and I did. 
           A                D    G
Now I'm waiting for it to sink in. 
Bm            A                      D
  Expect me standing tall, back against the wall, 
          G
'Cause what I learned was 
Bm                 A
   It's not about forcing happiness; 
D                                       G
It's about not letting the sadness win. 

G...
G A D

             G
I don't have roses in the closet 
             D
But I've got pictures in a drawer 
     G         
It's everything left in me 
        D
Not to stare at them anymore. 
  G                              D
I walked upstairs and shaved my beard. 
            G
I felt like I was holding sadness here
D
(I was holding sadness here)

G D G D
 
Bm                       A                            D
  I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid. 
                  G                 Bm
I had to take my own advice and I did. 
         A                 D    G
Now I'm waiting for it to sink in. 
Bm             A                     D
  Expect me standing tall, back against the wall, 
       G
'Cause what I learned was 
Bm                A
   It's not about forcing happiness; 
D                                     G
It's about not letting the sadness win. 

             G            A
I don't have roses in the closet 
             D
But I've got pictures in a drawer 
     G                A
It's everything left in me 
         D
Not to stare at them anymore. 

Bm                       A                            D
  I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid. 
                   G                 Bm
I had to take my own advice and I did. 
                        A                           D
I'm not a self-help book; I'm just a fucked up kid. 
                                     G
I had to take my own advice and I did.

G D A
G D A

Local Man Ruins Everything

Intro:   A C# B A C# A  X2
           A C# B


 B                          C#       A
You've got lunch with your sister tomorrow
   E              B
So we can't be up late
          C#              A
You don't mind if I sleep in
     E                       B
But then I've gotta pack my things
               C#       A          E           B
So I stacked a Bukowski novel on a Blacklisted LP
    C#                 A              E            B
And this time what it looked like was just what it proved to be
                      C#         A   E
You said you needed a stiff drink
             C#               A  B
to take your mind off things


 E   B       C#
Hey Jess, I woke up older
G#M  A     E               B
Carrying two years in the bags under my eyes
E    B       C#                 G#m      A
Hey Jess, I watched you wake up and get dressed
E                 B               A         C#  B
You left the room receded like my hairline


                    C#                  A
I've been avoiding Rittenhouse like the plague
           E                 B
Because I just can't handle seeing you today
              C#           A
You made this house into a home
           E              B
Now, I'm a stranger on my street
C#                 B
And as I turned to leave
         E                       B  C# A
I caught myself in the mirror to see
         E           B   A
I aged a year this week
C#        A              E
I left a note up on your bed that said
B            C#        A             E   B
Hey, thanks again for everything you did


 E   B       C#
Hey Jess, I woke up older
G#M  A     E               B
Carrying two years in the bags under my eyes
E    B       C#                 G#m      A
Hey Jess, I watched you wake up and get dressed
E                 B               A         C#  B
You left the room receded like my hairline


      C#        B             A
When John introduced Woke Up New in St. Augustine
   C# B         A
I knew I wasn't alone
     C#         B           A
When I woke up here without you
                     C#                     A      B
There was nothing to do but pack up and go home

A C# B A C# A  X2
A C# B


 E   B       C#
Hey Jess, I woke up older
G#M  A     E               B
Carrying two years in the bags under my eyes
E    B       C#                 G#m      A
Hey Jess, I watched you wake up and get dressed
E                 B               A         C#  B
You left the room receded like my hairline

Woke Up Older

Suburbia I've Given You All and Now I'm Nothing 

C                  Am         C                  Am
Twice a week I pass by the church that held your funeral
       Em                   F                 C
and the pastor's words come pouring down like rain.
       C             Am              C                Am      
How he called you a sinner but said now you walk with Jesus,
      Em                    F                 C                G
so the drugs that took your life aren't gonna cause you any pain.

G                F              C
I don't think he even knew your name.
G            F              C       G            F
I refused to kneel or pray. I won't remember you that way
                C               G                F
but I lit you a candle in every cathedral across Europe.
  G                    F               C
I hope you know you're still my patron saint.

  C        Am                  G          F
I tried to forgive but I can't forget the cigar in his fist.
  G                   F               C
I know that they were heartsick but I need someone to blame
                    G         F               C
and I know how they blame me. I know what you'd say.
      G              F                    C          G        F
You'd tell me it was your fault. I should put all my arrows away.

                       C         G  
I'm sure there ain't a heaven,
                    Am              G           F
but that don't mean I don't like to picture you there.
  G                  F              C
I bet you're bumming cigarettes off saints.
                C              G
I'm sure you're still singing
                         Am           G          F
but I'll bet that you're still just a bit out of key.
          G                     F                 C
With that crooked smile pushing words across your teeth.

         Am            G
You were heat lightning.
           C          G            F
You were a storm that never rolled in.
             Am                   G                C                F
You were the northern lights in a southern town, a caustic fleeting thing.
               Am               G
I'll bury your memories in the garden;
                C             G              F
I'll watch them grow with the flowers in the spring.
                   C
I'll keep you with me.

C F C F

C
These wolves in their suits and ties
F
saying “kid you can trust me.”
C
Charming southern drawl, sunken eyes.
F
Buying good will in hotel lobbies.
C                                                 F
They got fistfuls of pills to make sure you don't hurt no more.

You don't gotta feel anything.
C
Got their fangs in our veins.
                       F
Got their voice in our heads.

Got our arms in their grips.

No, we can't shake free.
C                                 F
This god damn machine; hungry and heartless.
                                    C
My whole generation got lost in the margin.
                                      F
We put our faith in you. You turned a profit.
                                   C          F
Now we're drowning here under your waves.
                         C         F
Drowning held under your waves.

Drowning here. Drowning here.
C                                            F
You can't have my friends. You can't have my brothers.
                                             C
You can't have my friends. You can't have my brothers.
                                             F
You can't have my friends. You can't have my brothers.
                                          C
You can't have me. No, you can't have me.


modified from https://tabs.ultimate-guitar.com/t/the_wonder_years/cigarettes_and_saints_crd.htm

Cigarettes And Saints

# pluck the strings up until the second verse

                    D             A
Goddamn, you look holy hit from behind with light.

          D
You're a painting of a saint

          Bm              A            D
And I'm nervous stumbling over my lines

                      A
When I tell you I love you

                    D
And we stare at Catalina.

                    A        
A city lost to the sea,

# begin strumming
                     Bm             A
Carried out by the tide.

                               D
You were the one thing I got right.

                    D
Goddamn, you look holy

                A
Bathed in the January light

        D
On the floor of our new bedroom

        A                             D
On the carpet with the window opened wide.

                           A
And when you tell me you love me,

                   D
I can actually see it.

                           Bm
Your breath frozen in the air,

                      Bm             A   
Newborn droplets of ice.

                              G
You were the one thing I got right.


                   D                  Bm
I'm measuring heartbeats in miles away.

                  A                           G
You held me together. I used to burst and decay.

                D                      Bm
We got off the airplane, a couple of runaways.


                     A
I was hoping you'd stay.
Could you stay?

You In January

# capo on 2nd fret


Dm                  A#
The glow of the furnace.

             F
The ambulance lights.

                      C                              F
The bluest things on Earth don't know shit about the blues.

                A#
You used to be vibrant.

                  F            C
You used to burn bright.


            Dm
Put out the light

         C
In your clouded eyes.

          F
Kept you inside

              A#
Through the summertime.

             Dm
You put up a fight

                     C                         A#
Pressing flowers at night in a book that you loved.
The pieces they can't take of us.

The Bluest Things On Earth

No Closer To Heaven

Intro: C D C D (x2)


C D
Si es que no puedes hablar
C D
no te atrevas a volver
C D
si te quieres ocultar
C D
tal vez te podria ver
Em D C G C
y el amor que no sabe a quien y que
G C
hablará si tu verdad
Em F
te abrazara otra vez

Em C
Habla si puedes
G C
grita que sientes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G C
y te hace feliz

C D


C D
Si no puedes escuchar
C D
aunque insistas hablaré
C D
si lo quieres mírame
C D
y tus ojos hablaran tal vez
Em D C G C
sentiras el amor e iras tras el
G C
hablaras si tu verdad
Em F
te abrazará otra vez

Em C
Habla si puedes
G C
grita que sientes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G D
y te hace feliz
Em C
habla si puedes
G C
grita si temes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G D
y te hace feliz


Em G C G
.(CUERDAS)... abrazaméeeeeeeee..
C Em F
quiero despertarme y entender

Em C
habla si puedes
G C
grita si temes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G D
y que haces aquì
Em C
habla si puedes
G C
grita que sientes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G C
y te hace feliz
G C
y te hace feliz

C D
(fin)

Habla si puedes

LA RE
Jo et duré a casa si fa mal temps
MI FA#m
Jo t’empararé si un cas tens por
SIm MI
Jo te cuidaré si estàs malalta
RE LA
De tot cor, de tot cor
RE REm LA
De tot cor

MI RE DO#m-SIm-LA

FA#m DO#m
Estic a punt d’anar-me’n
RE LA RE
Mes abans de partir et diré
REm LA
Que et duc dins es pensament

FA#m DO#m
No deix de recordar-te
RE LA RE
I alen els teus alens tot calents
REm SIm MI
De lluny i de prop me tens


Jo et duré...

FA#m DO#m
I a dalt de s’escenari
RE LA RE
Quan estic concentrat cantant
REm MI
Jo sempre te tenc present

FA#m DO#m
Perquè m’ets necessari
RE LA
Com s’aire que respir
RE REm SIm MI
Necessit estar amb tu en tot moment


Jo et duré... ( bis )

De tot cor

Verse 1:
           B
I'm going back to the time when we owned this town
      E
Down Powder Mill Lane, in the battlegrounds
C#m        B                   G#m  B     F#
We were friends and lovers and clueless clowns


Verse 2:
                      B       
I didn't know I'd be finding out now I was torn from you
         E
When we thought about things we were gonna do
C#m      B                    G#m B  F# 
We were wide eyed dreamers and wiser too


Chorus:
               E              B 
Go down to the rides on East Parade,
        G#m                   F#
by the lights of the Palace Arcade
                    E                     G#m   F#   
Watch night coming down on the Sovereign Light Café


Verse 3:
                          B
I'm begging you for some sign, but you've still got nothing to say
        E
Don't turn your back on me, don't walk away
C#m     B                   G#m  B   F#
I'm a better man now than I was that day


Chorus:
                      E              B 
Let's go down to the rides on East Parade,
        G#m                   F#
by the lights of the Palace Arcade
                    E                     G#m   F#   
Watch night coming down on the Sovereign Light Café

                 E               B
Go down to the bandstand on the pier
           G#m                    F#
Watch the drunks and the lovers appear
                      E                     G#m   F#     
Take time, just the stars at the Sovereign Light Café


Bridge:
   E        B           F#
I wheel my bike off the train,
        F#
Up the North Trade Road,
 E        B             F# 
Look for you on Marley Lane
                          G#m
In every building, every streetlight
                   E               F#  G#m  B  F#
Oh why did we ever go so far from home?


Verse 4:
                        B
You keep on leaving me mile long traces of who you are
         E
You can get a big house and a faster car
C#m      B                    G#m   B  F#
You can run away boy, but you won't go far


Chorus:
                      E              B
Let's go down to the rides on East Parade,
        G#m                   F#
by the lights of the Palace Arcade
                    E                     G#m   F#   
Watch night coming down on the Sovereign Light Café

                    E                B
Stroll down to the bandstand on the pier
           G#m                    F#
Watch the drunks and the lovers appear
                     E                      G#m   F#
Take time, just the stars at the Sovereign Light Café 

      E            B    G#m
La la la la la la la la Yeah, 
     F#                      E       B   F#
I'm going where the people know my name


Outro:
E B G#m F#
E B G#m F# B

Sovereign Light Cafe

C#
There's a portrait
     Ab
In a back room
           F#
Which I'll keep for days upon
          C#
Which I relent 
              B
And gaze for hours on
    Bbm                  F#
The muscle, skin and bone
         Ab
Of some imaginary friend

F# Ab F#

        C#
So how about it 
        Ab
Show me please 
           F#
How I will look in twenty years
           C#
And let me please 
          B
Interpret history 
       Bbm        F#
In every line and scar 
               Ab                  
That's painted there in front of me

F# Ab F# Ab F# Ab

           C#
It doesn't matter
         Ab
What I'm thinking
       F#
What I tell myself to do
         C#      F#
I end up calling

       C#
I stay in to
                   Ab
Defrost the fridge
        F#
Now the kid has gone to bed
             C#
A feeling of dread
              B         
At least when she's around
    Bbm
The trouble's there
     F#                        Ab
It's worse to wake up with her falling 'round the room

F# Ab F# Ab F# Ab

       C#
Listen Johnny
              F#
You're like a mother
       C#                     F#
To the girl you've fallen for
                 C#
And you're still falling

       C#
Listen Johnny
              Ab
You're like a mother
       F#
To the girl you've fallen for
                 C#
And you're still falling

            B
And if they come tonight
       Bbm
You'll roll up tight
     F#             Ab
And take whatever's coming to you next (oh, oh oh oh)

 F# Ab to end.

Slow Graffiti

Dm         Bb      Gm
 And if you save yourself
A        Bb       C
 You will make him happy
Dm             Bb   Gm
 He'll keep you in a jar
A          Bb        C
 And you'll think you're happy
Dm             Bb         Gm
 He'll give you breathing holes
A          Bb        C
 And you'll think you're happy
Dm          Bb      Gm
 He'll cover you with grass
A          Bb        C
 And you'll think you're happy

Dm
 Now
Bb            Gm
 You're in a laundry room,
Bb            Gm
 You're in a laundry room,
Bb               Gm         Bb   A 
 The clue that came to you, ohh

Dm         Bb     Gm
 And if you cut yourself
A        Bb        C
 You will think you're happy
Dm             Bb   Gm
 He'll keep you in a jar
A           Bb       C
 And you'll think you're happy
Dm             Bb         Gm
 He'll give you breathing holes
A           Bb        C
 Then you'll think you're happy
Dm          Bb       Gm
 He'll cover you with grass
A            Bb       C
 Then you'll think you're happy

Dm
 Now
Bb            Gm
 You're in a laundry room,
Bb            Gm
 You're in a laundry room,
Bb               Gm         Bb   A 
 The clue that came to you, ohh

#SOLO

Bb            Gm
 You're in a laundry room,
Bb            Gm
 You're in a laundry room,
Bb               Gm         Bb   A 
 The clue that came to you, ohh

Dm         Bb      Gm
 And if you fool yourself
A         Bb          C
 You will think you're happy
Dm             Bb   Gm
 He'll keep you in a jar
A          Bb          C
 And you'll think you're happy
Dm             Bb         Gm
 He'll give you breathing holes
A          Bb       C
 Then you will seem happy
Dm            Bb      Gm
 You'll wallow in his shit
A            Bb       C
 Then you'll think you're happy

Dm
 Now
Bb            Gm
 You're in a laundry room,
Bb            Gm
 You're in a laundry room,
Bb            Gm
 You're in a laundry room,
Bb               Gm         Bb   A 
 The clue that came to you, ohh

Sappy

INTRO:

G#m
Something that can make you do wrong
And make you do right
Love..........

CHORUS:
               D7     C#7     B
Love and happi-ness...

VERSE:
                           G#m
Wait a minute...something's going wrong
Someone's on the phone...three o'clock in the morning, yeah
Talkin' about how she can make it right, yeah
Well, happiness is when you really feel good about somebody
Nothing wrong with being in love with someone, yeah...
[Chorus]

You be good to me...I'll be good to you
We'll be together, yeah
We'll see each other...Walk away with victory
[Chorus]

Make you do right... love'll make you do wrong
Make you come home early...make you stay out all night long
The power of love...
[Chorus]

Wait a minute, let me tell you...
The power of love...
Make you do right... love'll make you do wrong...
Make you want to dance...
[Chorus]

Love And Happiness

A|----------------------------------0-2-------2------------|
E|-----------0-2-0-2-2-------0---0------1-0----------------|
C|-----------------------2-2---2------------2---2----------|
G|-4-4-4-2-4-----------------------------------------------|
                                                             
A|-----5-4-2------------------------0-2-------2------------|
E|-----------0-2-0-2-2-------0---0------1-0----------------|
C|-----------------------2-2---2------------2---2----------|
G|-4-4-----------------------------------------------------|

Zebra

C                     G
Se a vida as vezes dá uns dias de segundos cinzas
           Am           F
E o tempo tic taca devagar
         Dm                   Am
Ponha o teu melhor vestido, brilha teu sorriso
      F              C
Vem pra cá, vem pra cá

                                     G
Se a vida muitas vezes só chuvisca, só garôa
        Am               F
E tudo não parece funcionar
         Dm                  Am
Deixe esse problema a toa, pra ficar na boa
      C
Vem pra cá

Refrão:
            Am              F
Do lado de cá, a vista é bonita
          C           G
A maré é boa de provar
            Am                 F
Do lado de cá, eu vivo tranquila
                  C          E7
E o meu corpo dança sem parar
            F                  C                 G
Do lado de cá, tem música, amigos e alguém para amar
            C G Am F
Do lado de cá
            C G Am F
Do lado de cá

refrão:
           Am            F
Do lado de cá, a vista é bonita
          C           G
A maré é boa de provar
            Am                 F
Do lado de cá, eu vivo tranquila
                  C          E7
E o meu corpo dança sem parar
            F                 C                 G
Do lado de cá, tem música, amigos e alguém para amar
            Am
Do lado de cá

             Am7M            Am7
A vida é agora, vê se não demora
  Dm            E7
Pra recomeçar
Am           Am7M          Am7
É so ter vontade de felicidade
  Dm     G
Pra pular

Refrão:
            Am              F
Do lado de cá, a vista é bonita
          C        G
A maré é boa de provar
            Am                 F
Do lado de cá, eu vivo tranquila
                  C         E7
E o meu corpo dança sem parar
              F                C                  G
Do lado de cá, tem música, amigos e alguém para amar
            C G Am F
Do lado de cá
            C G Am F
Do lado de cá
            ( C G Am F ) (2x)
Do lado de cá

Do Lado De Cá

C#m
Tienes que bailarlo natural

Puedes ir bailándolo hacia fuera
F#m
Entra en el abismo musical
 		       C#m
En un mundo demencial
	       G#m C#m
Los que bailan se contentan

E		   C#m
Llegas en la noche sideral

Traes en tu cuerpo la marea
F#m
Siento que comienzo a respirar

Ese ritmo que me das
C#m	   G#m		C#m
Movimiento que se queda

Coro:
        A
Por eso baila, baila
	F#m
Por eso gira, gira
	     B	   C#m
Para toda la noche
        A
Por eso baila, baila
	F#m
Por eso gira, gira
	     B	   C#m
Para toda la vida

A 
Baila, baila sin control
F#m
Baila, baila sin razón   
B			   C#m
Baila, baila, para toda la noche
A 
Baila, baila sin control
F#m
Baila, baila sin razón   
B			      C#m
Baila, baila, para toda la Vida


B 			    C#m
En la espera llega la señal

Cuando te contemplo, yo me acerco
F#m
Deja tus sentidos encontrar
			C#m
Otro paso irregular, para entrar en otra esfera

B 				  C#m
Por eso baila solo, baila siempre libre

No dejes que nada en la vida te	detenga
       A	       F#m
Porque vas en un fuego lunar
	C#m		  G#m       C#m
Que en la noche y en el día siempre vuela 

Coro:
        A
Por eso baila, baila
	F#m
Por eso gira, gira
	     B	   C#m
Para toda la noche
        A
Por eso baila, baila
	F#m
Por eso gira, gira
	     B	   C#m
Para toda la vida

A 
Baila, baila sin control
F#m
Baila, baila sin razón   
B			   C#m
Baila, baila, para toda la noche
A 
Baila, baila sin control
F#m
Baila, baila sin razón   
B			      C#m
Baila, baila, para toda la Vida

A B C#m E

A
Llega la noche sideral
B
Entro al abismo musical
C#m
Porque en un mundo demencial
      E		            A
Sigo bailando y no me importa (x3)

Coro:
        A
Por eso baila, baila
	F#m
Por eso gira, gira
	     B	   C#m
Para toda la noche
        A
Por eso baila, baila
	F#m
Por eso gira, gira
	     B	   C#m
Para toda la vida

A 
Baila, baila sin control
F#m
Baila, baila sin razón   
B			   C#m
Baila, baila, para toda la noche
A 
Baila, baila sin control
F#m
Baila, baila sin razón   
B			      C#m
Baila, baila, para toda la Vida

Baila

C
Working the village shop
E
Putting a poster up
Am
Dreaming of anything
C              Am               Em               Dm
Dreaming of the time when you're free from all the trouble you're in

C
In the mud, on your knees
E
Trying hard not to please
Am
Anyone, all the time
C              Am
Being a rebel's fine
           Em            C
But you go all the way to being brutal

Chorus:
G
You will have a boy tonight
You will have a boy tonight
F
On the first bus out of town
On the first bus out of town

Let's see your kit for games
All the girls look the same
You are challenging style for running miles
You're running miles in some boy's jumper

Boo to the business world!
You know a girl who's tax free on her back and making
Plenty cash
While you are working for the joy of giving

Chorus:
You will have a boy tonight
You will have a boy tonight
And you hope that she will see
And you hope that she will see

You are in two minds
Tossing a coin to decide whether you should tell your mum
About a dose of thrush you got while licking railings

But you read in a book
That you got free from Boots
There are lotions, there are potions
You can take to hide your shame from all those prying eyes

Lazy Jane, all the time
Painting lines
You sleeping at bus stops
Wondering how you got your name
And what you're going to do about it.

Chorus

Madelyn	No rating	beginner	Chords	Full
Passing Through A Screen Door	No rating	intermediate	Chords	Full
Dismantling Summer	No rating	intermediate	Chords	Full
The Devil In My Bloodstream	No rating	intermediate	Chords	Full

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