Death Cab for Cutie - Photobooth

death cab for cutie photobooth
standard tuning

[ G ] i remember when the [ Em ] days were long ,
and the [ D ] nights when the living room was [ C ] on the lawn .
[ G ] constant quarreling , the [ Em ] childish fits
and our [ D ] clothes in a pile on the [ C ] ottoman .
[ G ] all the slander and [ Em ] double – speak
were only [ D ] foolish attempts to show you [ C ] did not mean
[ G ] anything but the [ Em ] blatant proof
was your [ D ] lips touching mine in the [ C ] photobooth?

[ Am ] and as the [ C ] summer’s ending ,
[ Em ] the cool [ D ] air will put your [ C ] hard heart away .
[ Am ] you were so [ C ] condescending
[ Em ] and this is [ D ] all that’s [ C ] left
[ Em ] scraping paper to [ D ] docu [ C ] ment .
[ Em ] i’ve packed a change of [ D ] clothes and it’s time to move [ G ] on .
[ Em ] [ D ] [ C ] [ G ] [ Em ] [ D ] [ C ]

[ G ] cup your mouth to com [ Em ] press the sound ,
skinny [ D ] dipping with the kids from A [ C ] nearby town .
[ G ] and everything that i [ Em ] said was true ,
as the [ D ] flashes blinded us in the [ C ] photobooth .
[ G ] well , i lost track , and then those [ Em ] words were said .
you took the [ D ] wheel and you steered us in [ C ] to my bed .
[ G ] soon we woke and i [ Em ] walked you home ,
and it was [ D ] pretty clear that it was [ C ] hardly love .

[ Am ] and as the [ C ] summer’s ending ,
[ Em ] the cool [ D ] air will put your [ C ] hard heart away .
[ Am ] you were so [ C ] condescending
[ Em ] and this is [ D ] all that’s [ C ] left
[ Em ] scraping paper to [ D ] docu [ C ] ment .
[ Em ] i’ve packed a change of [ D ] clothes and it’s time to move [ G ] on .

[ Am ] and as the [ C ] summer’s ending ,
[ Em ] the cool [ D ] air will rush your [ C ] hard heart away .
[ Am ] you were so [ C ] condescending
[ Em ] as the [ D ] alcohol [ C ] drained the days .
[ Am ] and as the [ C ] summer’s ending ,
[ Em ] the cool [ D ] air will rush your [ C ] hard heart away .
[ Am ] you were so [ C ] condescending
[ Em ] and this is [ D ] all that’s [ C ] left
[ Em ] the empty bottles , spent [ D ] ciga [ C ] rettes .
[ Em ] so pack a change of [ D ] clothes ,
’cause it’s time to [ C ] move [ G ] on .

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