From the Hips
Cursive
Mama, I'm Swollen (2009)

The tab that was on here was a good start, but not 100%.
So this is my interpretation, using adampts' version as a springboard.

Capo 3

Chords:
Cmaj7 (x32400)
Am    (x02210)
F     (x33210)
G     (320003)
B*    (x2044x)
F/A   (x03210)
Dm    (xx0231)

Intro: Cmaj7

Am        F             G     Cmaj7
I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
Am        F               G     Cmaj7
I'm at my worst when it's not rehearsed
        B*                     F/A
I don't wanna know the goddamn words
        G                      Am
I don't wanna have to spell it out
            Dm                       F
Don't wanna mumble what I'm tryin to say
        G                         Cmaj7
I wanna scream it from my foaming mouth
              B*               F/A
Shoot out the lights and ride away-E-A-E-A

Cmaj7

Am        F              G     Cmaj7
I'm at my worst when I'm at my best
Am        F             G         Cmaj7
I'm at my best when I'm trying to look and think and talk
             B*                          F/A
And sing and read and write like all the rest
               G                   Am
We're all just trying to play our roles
     Dm                F
In a play that runs ad nauseum
  G                         Cmaj7
I hate this damned enlightenment
        B*             F/A
We were better off as animals

Right?!

Cmaj7

Am           F              G        Cmaj7
We're at our best when it's from our hips
Am       F             G      Cmaj7
From our hips we don't give a shit
        B*                        F/A
It just feels good, and that's no sin
         G                Am
It's the only way to feel alive
                 Dm                  F
It's the closest thing to being born again
         G                        Cmaj7
And when baby comes it's job well done
            B*                        F/A
Roll in the hay, or a roll around the sun

Cmaj7

Am           F               G        Cmaj7
We're at our worst when it's from our lips
Am       F         G       Cmaj7
From our lips we caused a rift
         B*               F/A
And this world is falling in
      G                   Am
From Babylon to barroom brawls
    Dm                        F
Our words have formed a death sentence
      G                      Cmaj7
And I wish that we had never talked
    B*           F/A
Our hips said it all-A-all-A-all-A-all

Cmaj7

| Am F G Cmaj7 | Am F G Cmaj7 |
| B*    F/A    |    G    Am   |
|  Dm     F    |
      G                      Cmaj7
And I wish that we had never talked
    B*           F/A
Our hips said it all-A-all-A-all-A-all

Cmaj7 (ad nauseum)

end on Cmaj7.