Capo 2

Strum patterns not included in tab

Riff A:

e|----0-------2-----------------0-----0-----------|
B|----0-------3-----------------2-----2-----------|
G|----2-------2-------2---------2-----2-----------|
D|----4-----0-----2h4---4-2-----2-----2-----------|
A|----4-----------------------0-----0-----0-------|
E|--2----------------------------------------4----|


Riff B:
e|----0-----2----0----0------------0------------2---------------------------|
B|----0-----3----2----2------------0------------3-----------------2---2-----|
G|----2-----2----2----2------------2------------2-------2---------2---2-----|
D|----4---0------2----2------------4-------2p0--0--2h4----4--2----2---2-----|
A|----4--------0----0-----0--------4---2h4----------------------0---0----0--|
E|--2------------------------4---2-----------------------------------------4|


           


(Riff A x2)

         F#m          D
Honey, broadripple is burning 
         A
And the girls are getting sick 
             F#m             D
Off snortin' coke up in the bathroom 
             A
While their boyfriends pick up chicks 
                 F#m
And darling, I'm lost, 
              D              A
I heard you whispering that night in Fountain Square 
                  F#m             D
The trash-filled streets made me wish 
                A
We were headed home

              F#m              D
And there was love inside the basement 
            A
Where that woman used to lie 
      F#m              D
In a sleeping bag we shared 
          A
Upon the floor most every night 
                  F#m
And darling, I'm drunk 
           D                 A
And everything that I have loved has turned to stone 
             F#m       D          A
So pack your bags and come back home 


Chorus:
        F#m              D
And I'm wasted, you can taste it 
       A     A/G#     F#m
Don't look at me that way 
               D              F#m
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope 
          D     A/G#   F#m
I'll be hanging from a rope

(Riff A x2)

And if my woman was a fire 
She'd burn out before I wake 
And be replaced by pints of whiskey,
Cigarettes, and outer space
Then somebody moves
And everything you thought you had has gone to shit 
But we've got a lot, don't ever forget that 

And I wrote this on an airplane 
Where the people look like ants 
And when a woman that you loved is gone 
She's bombing East Japan 
And don't fucking move 
'Cause everything you think you have will go to shit 
But we've got a lot, don't you dare forget that 

Chorus

(Riff B)

Chorus