• Song:

    Spilt Needles

  • Artist:

    Shins

  • Album:

    Wincing the Night Away

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Capo on 2

Intro chords (x2):
B5  G5  E5  G5

B5  G5  D5  A5

B5          G5         E5       G5
I've done myself an impossible crime
B5     G5            D5        A5
Had to paint myself a hole and fall inside
B5      G5             E5        G5
If it's far enough in sight and rhyme
B5       G5            D5         A5            G5
I get to wear another dress and count in time


    D5            A5       G5                
Oh, won't you do me the favor, man,
     D5          A5   G5
Of a giving mind, 
  D5   A5      G5
A polymorphing opinion here,
         D5        A5
And your vague outline,


G5

B5  G5  E5  G5

B5  G5  D5  A5

B5          G5            E5       G5
I'll find myself another burning gate
B5     G5              D5             A5
A pretty face, a vague idea I can't relate
B5              G5                E5       G5
And this is get what you get for pulling pins
B5          G5                  D5             A5  G5
Out of the hole inside the hole you're in


      D5       A5           G5
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars
      D5        A5   G5
Of a blind man's bike
    D5         A5           G5
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind
      D5      A5
On the rolling mind


G5                
La la la la laa


B5  G5  E5  G5

B5 G5 D5 A5

D5

2x

     A5     G5    D5
They want you to decide,
A5    C5     D5  
Eventually, it happens,
      A5  G5            D5
Some gather on one side,
      A5     C5    D5            
With all their pearly snapping,
     A5      G5            D5
They close the basement door,
   A5     C5    D5
It sets our teeth to chatter,
    A5  G5             D5
You never saw it before,
    A5
But now that hardly matters,


       B5         D5
You're old enough, boy,
         B5                D5
Too many summers you've enjoyed,
             B5                 D5                   A5
So spin the wheel, We'll set you up with some odd convictions,
                       G5
Because you're finally golden, boy,


B5  G5 ,  E5  G5

B5  G5 ,  D5  A5

      D5       A5           G5
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars
      D5        A5   G5
Of a blind man's bike
    D5            A5           G5
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind
      D5      A5
On the rolling mind
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