Naturally, this isn't going to really reflect how the song sounds...
Please note that there are multiple key changes, so if I have an A#m instead of a 
Bbm, please forgive me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dfIdZwDmSFs&feature=related (used to help tabbing)



Intro: C#, Bbm, F#, Ab

C#
Digits dial, digits dial...tone, monotone
    Bbm
Has she been feigning sleeping?

Framing sheep and all alone?
F#
Downside on the sidewalk,

I'm a distant ring
       Ab
Out of body, out of body,

Pick me up, oh answer me

C#
I just hurry over
        
Worried sick

And hoping, sick.
Bbm
Gates are courting airplanes,
 
and clocks divorcing ticks
         F#
Before I left, thought I'd see you

At the show, you didn't show
       Ab
Didn't message, didn't call

You didn't know, didn't you know?

      Bbm
I'm a liar too
                     Gm
Uh huh, that's why I think I understand you
Bbm
Someone from your building holds for me a door
            F
I'm in your lobby, your elevator

I'm on your floor, the second floor

      Bbm
I can hear you now
        Gm
With my ear pressed to the vent
       Bbm
You're playing that cassette tape
F                                Cm F
That you took from me to take to Iowa
             Cm               Ab
And that was near three years ago
        F#
Now I'm back up in that moment
Ab                        C#
Playing that yardsale Casio

          C#
I sang to you from a red room
                Bbm
(Together we'll grey, grey, grey)
        F#
Does he sing to you as well?
     Ab
Much better, most would say

           C#
I hear him laughing
         Bbm
But I prefer this to the silence
          F#
When your lips are sealed against his

Or he fills your thighs with kisses
            Ab
Or just for instance

He's clawing your fat,

Pushing your breaths into the mattress

              Bbm
You'll love a good many men, mmhmm
           Gm
And loving me ain't gonna stop all of them
     Bbm
Like Adam we are flawed

In the image of our gods
       F
Of our fathers, who never bothered
                              Bbm
To consider they were not the only ones


Faith, ohhhh,
         Gm
Faith oh faith, is a way to believe lies we need
           Bbm
Then to be faithful is to be truthless

But that's more than I need to say
        F
Oh just don't run off and get married

And I'll surely be okay

       Cm     F
'Cause I love you
               Cm        Ab
They'll love a good many yous
      F# 
Gotta go now

Pack my suitcase

Glad that you're okay,
      Ab
And I love you, happy birthday,
                    C#
See you in sixteen days.

(A few major/minor problems may exist, please let me know if you find any)