Interpol - Obstacle 1 - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: Am ]

[Verse 1]
F              Am               F               Am
I wish i could eat the salt off your last faded lips
F                  Am               F               Am
We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm
F                  Am               F               Am
We can top the old lines clay-making that nothing else will change.
F                         Am                                      F
But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
F              Am               F               Am
Oh, she's bad

[Chorus]
F7M                                  C/B         Am                  C7M  
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this face again
F7M                       C/B    Am                  C7M  
You go stabbing yourself in the neck
F7M                                  C/B             Am                   C7M  
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, and I'll never see this place again
F7M                       C/B       Am                  C7M  
And you go stabbing yourself in the neck

[Verse 2]
F                       Am                       F               Am
We can find new ways of living make playing only logical harm
F                             Am               F                 Am
And we can top the old times, clay-making that nothing else will change.
F                                       Am             F
But she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
          Am
Oh, she's bad

[Chorus]
F7M                                  C/B         Am                  C7M  
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this face again
F7M                       C/B    Am                  C7M  
You go stabbing yourself in the neck
F7M                                  C/B             Am                   C7M  
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, and I'll never see this place again
F7M                       C/B       Am                  C7M  
And you go stabbing yourself in the neck

[Bridge]
F                        Am     F    Am
It's in the way that she posed,
            F                          Am     F    Am
it's in the things that she puts in my head
                F                Am
Her stories are boring and stuff.
             F                Am
She's always calling my bluff.
              F                         C7M  
She puts the, she puts the weights into my little heart,
        F                       C7M  
And she gets in my room and she takes it apart.
F                         C7M  
She puts the weights into my little heart,
       F                         C7M  
I said she puts the weights into my little heart.

F Am
                 F   Am
She packs it away

F                             C7M  
It's in the way that she walks
              F            C7M  
Her heaven is never enough
             F                  C7M  
She puts the weights in my heart
             F                         C7M  
She puts, oh she puts the weights into my little heart.