Tabbed by: Troispistols, Qu?bec, Canada

I've corrected the chords so that version is for me 100% Okay if you listen to the 
acoustic version :

"Streetlight Manifesto - Forty Days (Acoustic Version) AP Show" easily found on YouTube.

INFO : Listen to the song to get the "C  C7M/9/B  Am  G" correctly and you can skip the 
G if you want.

C5 = X-2-0-0-1-0

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CAPO 4th fret

Intro
A5 G5 x3
C5 E5

Verse
              A5     G5
And it's been forty days
           A5     G5
I've tried forty ways
         A5                      G5
You will never quite leave your sins behind
         A5                    G5                A5
They'll haunt you, taunt you 'til the day you die
         G5             A5
You will never really go
                           G5                       A5
You'll just think about it much but you'll need to know
        G5                     A5
How the story ends, so you'll sit around,
      G5                     A5
Even though you should just go
           G5                     A5
Tell your friends what you have heard,
          G5                A5
Show them all the lies unlearned
              G5                    A5                 G5       
          F5   G5
And when you really go, you will really know you were never meant for earth
              A5    G5
What's it worth?
          F5                            G5            A5   
C5 _ G5
If we're gonna break it down with any logic, it's absurd

F5    G5    A5   C5
F5    G5    A5   A5

Chorus
        F5              E5   C5 _ C5 _ 
A5 _ G5
And no matter where we go, we are not alone
          F5                E5          A5   G5
When the silence turns to cries of "Wh---y?"
        F5       E5    C5 _ C5 _ 
A5 _ G5
What a way to begin: we inherit sin
       F5                            E5                        A5
And nobody's going to quench your thirst when the well runs dry
            D5
(Well runs dry)
       A5                        E5                   Am_G_A5
And nobody's going to hold your hand on the day you die

Verse
            A5     G5                 A5       G5
I've tasted seven sins, so they won't let me in
                A5                         G5
I knock knock knock until my knuckles are bruised and raw
A5                            G5                       A5
Stuck in the middle with my blood in a puddle on the floor
    G5        A5           G5        A5
We made our beds, we'll judge ourselves
          G5                  A5                   G5           
   F5   G5
And only then and there will we disappear to our final resting place
        A5     G5
What a waste!
    F5           G5            A5   C5 _ G5
So many decent people at the gates
F5    G5    A5   C5
F5    G5    A5   A5

Chorus