-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
PAINT - Leftmore
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: pwdftw
E-mail: brosenberg570@gmail.com
Tuning: Standard
Leftmore's facebook : facebook.com/Leftmore
Notes: The extra space I put between certain words is just so I can fit "Dsus2" over the first,
sorry about it looking messy. Same with the dashes in the middle of a few words.
INTRO:
e|--------------------------|
B|--------------------------|
G|1/2-2--2-2-2-2-2-2--------|The 1 is kinda a grace note so that you can barely hear it.
D|-------------------4-4-2--|
A|--------------------------|
E|--------------------------|
And then into this:
Dsus2 D x4
VERSE 1:
D Em
The birds sit on telephone lines making abacus beads
Asus4 A
And they've been counting up the miles logged on city side streets.
D Dsus2 D Em
They've been shifting down the wi----res to make room for more feet;
Asus4 A Bm G A
Crows lining up to talk about who they got to meeeeee-eeeeeet.
D Dsus2 D Em
I've been having all these dreams that start when I blink
Asus4 A
Where you'll drop this burden to the ground and lift your hands to my face.
D Dsus2 D Em
I'll make some men---tion of my beard marking the days,
Asus4 A Bm G A
you'll just say something like you don't feel like it's that looooooooooong.
[ Tab from: https://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/l/leftmore/paint_crd.html ]
CHORUS:
D A Bm G
So paint me your fool.
D A Bm G
I'd be happy to hear you're painting agaaain.
D A Bm G
And I'll sit, I'll sit real still
A
and try to keep on smiling.
[and then play the intro again, but only repeat the "Dsus2 D" twice]
VERSE 2:
D Dsus2 D Em
I've been picking up to speed, and I've been trying to call this home,
Asus4 A
But all the crosses keep me worried along the side of the road.
D Dsus2 D Em
They've been rapping at my win---dows, now they're knocking on my doors;
Asus4 A Bm G A
All these ghosts sitting in the fog just trying to bum a smooooooooooke.
D Dsus2 D Em
I've been getting ti----red, but I can't seem to find my bed,
Asus4 A
And that spot that you once laid in is just a cold, hard grave instead.
D Dsus2 D Em
So, I'm glad that I'm not slee--ping, but I need to find some rest;
Asus4 A Bm G A
These words turning in my mind are driving me out of my heeeeeeeead.
CHORUS
OUTRO THING:
Bm G A
But like a shotgun spray, the birds flew away.
Bm G
Now I've got nothing to count on,
A
And you, you've got nothing to say.
[play the G in the outro like this: (3 5 5 4 3 3)]
