Bats in the Attic by King Creosote and Jon Hopkins from their collaborative album: "Diamond Mine" Enjoy! Capo 1. fret C / Dsus4 / Em / C C (x32010@1) GAnd (320003@1)I've gone silver on my travels, Am (x02210@1) G (320003@1) Dgrowing (xx0232@1)silver in my sideburns. I'm starting to unravel her, C (x32010@1) GMy (320003@1)heartbeats on a downhill, Am (x02210@1) Em (022000@1) Dsus4I (xx0233@1)counted eighty on my pulse as Kilrenny Church struck three for three o'clock. C (x32010@1) G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1)Em (022000@1)What else? C (x32010@1) G (320003@1) DEm What else? C (x32010@1) GAnd (320003@1)you said twelve years in retirement. Am (x02210@1) G (320003@1) DThe (xx0232@1)hours go by like sips of water. The record lies unbroken, C (x32010@1) Gand (320003@1)no doubt, it's white flour in my diet. Am (x02210@1) Em (022000@1) DC G (320003@1)D (xx0232@1)EmIt's (022000@1)going to be the death of me, sweet drumroll for those embittered big ideas. C (x32010@1) G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1) Em (022000@1)It's such a waste of all that I had. C (x32010@1) G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1) Em (022000@1)It's such a waste of all that I had. You mentioned bats in the attic, so now you're lifting up the tiles to get around these conservation rules. I walked down in the basement. I'm hanging upside down, a gag across my mealy mouth. And how I'll laugh out loud about that. When I read your simple novel, it uses all our real names. And go make yourself a fortune, there's nothing left for us then us left dangling just a little shamefaced. It's such a waste of what we had. And it's such a waste of all that we had. And it's such a waste of all that I am.