• Song:

    Shame

  • Artist:

    Matchbox 20

  • Album:

    The Best of Matchbox Tw...

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Song:Shame 
Artist:Matchbox 20 
Album: Yourself or Someone Like You 

               Tabbed by Rafael Amaral(ramaral@net.em.com.br) 
Retrieved by: Jeff DJClassic@mtv.com

This is played with capo, but i'm tabbing it without it.If you want it 
with capo e-mail at ramaral@net.em.com.br 

Intro:(Verse) 
    B                    - E 
E------------2~---------------0-----2----0-------- 
B---------4-----4----------------0----------0------ 
G-------4----------4------------------------------- 
D--------------------------2----------------------- 
A---2---------------------------------------------- 
E-------------------------------------------------- 
Verse: 
B                       E                             B    E 
What we learned here is love tastes bitter when it's gone 
B                        E                                  B   E 
Past yourself forget the light, things look dirty when it's on 
B            F#       E                  F#           B 
Funny how it comes to pass, that all the good slips away 
            F#       E            F# 
And there's no one around you can remember being 

Now this: 
    G#m              - E 
E-------4------4~---------4---------- 
B---------4---------------------5---- 
G-----------4----------4----4-------- 
D------------------------------------ 
A------------------------------------ 
E------------------------------------ 
   good         to    you 

Chorus: 
B      G#m                         F# 
Shame, shouldn't try you, couldn't step by you 
    E 
And open up more 
B      G#m    F#     E 
Shame, shame, shame 

Verse 2:(same) 
What we lost here is something better left alone 
Second steps have been forgotten, will you tell me how they go 
Set yourself, situate, like a fool try again 
There's no one around you can remember being good, for you so 

Repeat Chorus 

Bridge: 
F#        E                   G#m 
We never thought we'd get so troubled 
F#        E               G#m 
We could never think that much 
F#        E              G#m 
It should never get this mad 

VErse(same) 
So let the wind blow ya, across a big floor 
But there's no one around who can tell us what we're here for 
Funny in a certain light, how we all look the same 
And there's no one in life you can remember ever stood, for you, so
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