The Flatliners
Momumental
Calvacade
2010
Submitted by: jeremyunderground41@yahoo.com

Key: Bb

Tuning: Standard EADGBe

Chords used:
Bb - x13331
F -  133211
Gm - 355333
Eb - x68886
Cm - x35543
G# - 466544


Intro: Eb--Gm-F-


Verse 1:
Eb
  Ever since I pulled over
          Bb
I've been looking for you
in the strangest places
Eb
  With desperation painted
Bb
on my face and I'm shaking
     Cm          Gm
As I check every car window
       Eb
in the parking lot
                       Cm
Swallowing these ashes whole
              Gm
And know that soon I'll be
   Eb                Eb(hold)
in route to the hospital


Chorus 1:
Eb                 Bb
  You'd think I've got it all
Eb             Gm
  until tires start to crawl
Eb           Bb
  I'm asleep at the wheel
     Gm       F
this binge is monumental


Verse 2:
Eb
  Getting high in
a borrowed car
Bb
Listening to the
                  Eb
songs that got me this
far Into my own head
Bb
  Just thinking of this
                   Cm
always thinking of this
         Gm             Eb
Put on a pair of sunglasses
                   G#
that turn February gray
                   Gm
into everything yellow
You'll always want to
       Eb
see as much of the
sky As much of the
       Eb(hold)
sky as possible


Chorus 2:
Eb                 Bb
  You'd think I've got it all
Eb             Gm
  until tires start to crawl
Eb           Bb
  I'm asleep at the wheel
     Gm       F
this binge is monumental
Eb              Bb
  And I feel no pain at
   Eb
all  when these tires
 Gm
screech down to a
Eb             Bb
halt Asleep hitting
the wall this
Gm       F
binge is monumental


Bridge:
Eb
  Greet the world
with a poker face
Through empty
bottles in a haze
     Bb
They won't suspect a
Cm
thing now will they?
Eb
  Itemize your life
in a panicked state
So you can sleep at night
                Bb
And dream about never
        Cm
turning old and gray
Gm            F
  Catching my breath now
         Gm
seems as useless as
F              G#
airplane conversations
        Gm
cause I enjoy toiling
   Eb            Eb(hold)
in all of my frustration


Chorus 3:
Eb                 Bb
  You'd think I've got it all
Eb             Gm
  until tires start to crawl
Eb           Bb
  I'm asleep at the wheel
     Gm       F
this binge is monumental
Eb              Bb
  And I feel no pain at
   Eb
all  when these tires
 Gm
screech down to a
Eb             Bb
halt Asleep hitting
the wall this
Gm       F
binge is monumental
     Gm     F
Our skin is peeling
         G#
from the searing
 Gm               Eb Bb(hold)
steel surrounding us