Tabbed mostly from this performance:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yYn0Iw7sTg

This is the basic intro riff, she adds different embellishments sometimes. 
Strumming pattern and lyrics aren't exact.

    C       G       C       G       Am               Am
e|-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0--------------0-0------------------|
B|-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1--------------1-1------------------|
G|-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----2-2--------0-----2-2--------0---------|
D|-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2------0-------2-2------0-----------|
A|--3---------------3---------------0-------3-2------0-------3-2-------------|
E|----------3---------------3------------------------------------------------|

    F           G           C           C
e|-----1-1-1-1-----3-3-3-3-----0-0-0-0-----0-0-0-0---------------------------|
B|-----1-1-1-1-----3-3-3-3-----1-1-1-1-----1-1-1-1---------------------------|
G|-----2-2-2-2-----4-4-4-4-----0-0-0-0-----0-0-0-0---------------------------|
D|-----3-3-3-3-----5-5-5-5-----2-2-2-2-----2-2-2-2---------------------------|
A|-----3-3-3-3-----5-5-5-5--3--3-3-3-3--3--3-3-3-3---------------------------|
E|--1--1-1-1-1--3--3-3-3-3---------------------------------------------------|

C                                    Am                  F    G           C
Time takes the years from out of our hides, wait for the bells with bated breath
        C                                    Am                  F  G               C
And the bait on the line finds a fish in the sea, teeth take the cake and strawberry sweets

  Am           E                  F    G               C
I heard from a baby bird that you crushed it's momma's bones
              Am              E                  F               G                 C
Look me in my face, don't you be disgraceful, oh lord, oh please say, say it ain't so
      Am                  E                 F             G            C
I'm immune, I'm immune to no one, love is a luxury that I can't quite afford
             Am          E                          F                      G               C
I call it by name and it walks out my door, perhaps I shouldn't hold it so tightly anymore

Intro: C G C G Am Am F G C C

    C              Am            F    G         C
The smoke builds a plume, how it stifles my perfume
        C                          Am               F                   G                 C
And the paint on the walls in your room, make for a pretty, make this a pretty little june

    Am            E                      F                    G                      C
And I never wanna see you, I never wanna see you again, but I long to see you soon
      Am              E                        F           G              C
For a heart, it is as dark and sad as a single laugh in a funeral parlor
       Am             E                       F                   G                C
And my argument is as senseless as picking up pennies, picking up pennies from the snow
    Am                  E                         F                          G                    C
And loneliness, she can be a whore, I take her to bed and I'm sure she won't be there in the morning
   Am                    E                   F               G           C
Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the bangles on your wrist?
   Am                    E                   F               G           C
Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the tangles in your hair?
   Am                    E                         F              G       C
Oh lord, what more could we be for, than to be the colors of your eyes?
   Am                    E                   F            G                   C
Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the notches, the notches of your spine?
             Am               E                  F               G                C
Look me in my face, don't you be disgraceful, oh lord, oh please say it isn't so
     Am                    E                   F                       G            C
What more, what more could we be for, than the change clanging in your pockets?
    F                         G              Am
The pennies falling from your hands into the snow
    F                         G                     C
The pennies falling from your hands into the snow