Death Cab For Cutie - Expo 86 - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: C#m ]

(Corrections are welcome.)

Intro.

F#m  A


Verse 1.

    E                  A           E
Sometimes I think this cycle never ends
   A                 E             A               E
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
    A               E                A                 E
And it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth
    A                E                A                E       A
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.


Chorus.

    E    A       E        A    E            A  E  A
But if I move my place in line I'll lose.
    E      A           E     A               E      A  E  A
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.

     B                                  Bsus2
I am waiting for something to go wrong.
     B
I am waiting for familiar resolve.

E  A  E  A
E  A  E


Verse 2.

    A                   E                A              E
Sometimes it seems that I don't have the skills to recollect
    A                   E                  A              E
The twists and turns of plots that took us from lovers to friends
    A                 E                A               E
I'm thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf
    A                E                 A           E        A
And crack it's weary spine and read to help remind myself


Chorus.

    E    A       E        A    E          A  E  A
But if I move my place in line I'll lose.
    E      A           E     A               E      A  E  A
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.

     B                               Bsus2
I am waiting for something to wrong
     B                               A
I am waiting for familiar resolve
     C#m                             C#sus4
I am waiting for another repeat
        B
Another diet fed by crippling defeat
         B
And I am waiting for that sense of relief
     B
I am waiting for you to flee the scene
          C#m
As if you held in your hand the smoking gun
           B
And on the floor lay the one you said you loved.


Bridge.

B   E A    E B    E A   B   E

E
And it's strange
         F#m
They are basically the same
           A                    E
So I don't ask names anymore.


Verse 3.

    E                  A           E
Sometimes I think this cycle never ends
   A                 E             A               E
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
    A               E                A                 E
And it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth
    A                E                A                E       A  E  A  E
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.


Outro.

    A                E                A                E       A  E  A  E
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
    A                E                A                E
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
A  E  A  E  A  E  A  E  A

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