#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # Date: Wed, 14 Jan 1998 18:59:41 -0800 From: Rafael Amaral Subject: "Shame" by Matchbox 20. Song:Shame Artist:Matchbox 20 Album: Yourself or Someone Like You Tabbed by Rafael Amaral(ramaral@net.em.com.br) 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: Abm - E E-------4------4~---------4---------- B---------4---------------------5---- G-----------4----------4----4-------- D------------------------------------ A------------------------------------ E------------------------------------ good to you Chorus: B Abm F# Shame, shouldn't try you, couldn't step by you E And open up more B Abm 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 Abm We never thought we'd get so troubled F# E Abm We could never think that much F# E Abm 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 Anything you wanna say me e-mail me at ramaral@net.em.com.br