Heretics

Note: Chords come from the Acoustic Version - called "Early Version" that appears on the 
On EP.  It will work with the other lead tab here for the original version if you put a 
on III for these chords.

Intro: C F Am F

CBored (x32010@1)holes through our tongues, so sing a song about it
FHeld (133211@1)our breath for too long till we're half sick about it
AmTell (x02210@1)us what we did wrong and you can blame us for it
F (133211@1)                         FmTurn (133111@1)a clamp on our thumbs, we'll sew a doll about it
C (x32010@1)                       FAnd (133211@1)tell us all about it
Am (x02210@1)                  FAnd (133211@1)tell us all about it

G#  A#

C# (x43121@1)            G#How (xx1114@1)about some credit now
                C#Where (x43121@1)credit is due
                          G# (xx1114@1)  G#/G
For the damage that we've done
C# (x43121@1)                 G#We (xx1114@1)have brought upon ourselves and others
       A# (x1333x@1)             D#With (x43121@3)a slow and vicious gun
             C# (x43121@1)             D#And (x43121@3)although pratfalls can be fun
               GEncores (320003@1)can be fatal

And then I hear you say
CThank (x32010@1)God it's fatal
Thank God it's fatal
F (133211@1)name="chord_x02210@1">Am
Not shy
Not shy of fatal
                  FNot (133211@1)shy of fatal
CThank (x32010@1)God it's fatal
                      FThank (133211@1)God it's fatal
AmNot (x02210@1)shy of fatal
                 FNot (133211@1)shy of fatal

G#  A#

C# (x43121@1)            G#Wait (xx1114@1)just a second now
                C#It's (x43121@1)not all that bad
                          G# (xx1114@1)  G#/G
Don't you count out the sun
C# (x43121@1)                 G#You're (xx1114@1)making mountains of handkerchiefs
       A# (x1333x@1)             D#Where (x43121@3)the mascara always runs
             C# (x43121@1)             D#So (x43121@3)be careful when you're done
               GYou're (320003@1)bound to get post-natal
What did I just hear you say?

Repeat C F Am F progression to end

Thank God it's fatal
No, we don't want to hear the sound of a door
No, we don't want to hear the sound of a door
And we don't want to read the signs that you bore
You know the kind of sign you hang on a door
Saying, "We'll be back. What a crack."
Now don't you think we might have heard that before?
Now don't you think we might have heard that before?

Bored holes through our tongues, so sing a song about it
Held our breath for too long till we're half sick about it
Tell us what we did wrong and you can blame us for it
Turn a clamp on our thumbs, we'll sew a doll about it