Artist: Feeling Left Out
Title: My First Heart Attack
Album: A Day in My Shoes
Transcribed by: Brandon Martus
Tuning: Standard
E-mail: mister@pubarso.com

I tabbed this based on the live recording here:
http://www.feelingleftout.net/myfirstheartattack.html

These are just the chords -- listen to the song to pick
up the strumming and timing.  Let the chords ring out full ..

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And I'm wandering the lower east side
Where all the streets have stories
My feet play the role of a folk singer
strummin' the streets like guitar strings
I had angels in my ears
singing my own memories back to me

[repeat 3x]
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as if I forgot.
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These streets blend to one
Like the days of, the last few months.
These streets blend to one
Like the days of, the last few months.

[repeat 2x]
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Anywhere I knew you'd be
Inside the wallgreens, 22nd street
You still had seed in your hair so I brushed it out
Using the same hand that connects the dots
To your beauty marks. Yea.


[repeat 2x]
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Like a constellation of stars
Using your body as the universe.
Like a constellation of stars
Using your body as the universe.

[repeat 2x]
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Now it's all coming back
Feeling as hard as a heart attack
Realize the beauty that you are
But I'll keep it wrapped inside my skin.

[repeat 2x]
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It's a sin that I can't touch your neck
Or bring your lips to mine.
Right now you've lost your value
Losing faith, you're falling from
The pedestal that I've held oh so high for you. Yea.

It's a sin that I can't touch your neck
Or bring your lips to mine.
Right now you've lost your value
Losing faith, you're falling from
The pedestal that I've held oh so high for you. Yea.

[repeat 4x]
   F     uh.      Am    Dm       G
|--3-----0-----|--0-----1-----|--3-----------|
|--1-----1-----|--1-----3-----|--0-----------|
|--2-----0-----|--2-----2-----|--0-----------|
|--3-----0-----|--2-----0-----|--0-----------|
|--0-----2-----|--0-----x-----|--2-----------|
|--x-----0-----|--x-----x-----|--3-----------|



These streets blend to one
Like the days of, the last few months.
These streets blend to one
Like the days of, the last few months.

[repeat 2x]
   F              C              uh.            Am
|--3-----------|--0-----------|--0-----------|--0-----------|
|--1-----------|--1-----------|--1-----------|--1-----------|
|--2-----------|--0-----------|--0-----------|--2-----------|
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It's a sin that I can't touch your neck
Or bring your lips to mine.
Right now you've lost your value
Losing faith, you're falling from
The pedestal that I've held oh so high for you. Yea.

[repeat 2x]
   F     uh.      Am    Dm       G
|--3-----0-----|--0-----1-----|--3-----------|
|--1-----1-----|--1-----3-----|--0-----------|
|--2-----0-----|--2-----2-----|--0-----------|
|--3-----0-----|--2-----0-----|--0-----------|
|--0-----2-----|--0-----x-----|--2-----------|
|--x-----0-----|--x-----x-----|--3-----------|


[outro]
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