• Song:

    Spilt Needles

  • Artist:

    Shins

  • Album:

    Wincing the Night Away

Capo on 2

Intro chords (x2):
Bm  G  Em  G

Bm  G  D  Asus

Bm          G         Em       G
I've done myself an impossible crime
Bm     G            D        Asus
Had to paint myself a hole and fall inside
Bm      G             Em        G
If it's far enough in sight and rhyme
Bm       G            D         Asus            G
I get to wear another dress and count in time


    D            Asus       G                
Oh, won't you do me the favor, man,
     D          Asus   G
Of a giving mind, 
  D   Asus      G
A polymorphing opinion here,
         D        Asus
And your vague outline,


G

Bm  G  Em  G

Bm  G  D  Asus

Bm          G            Em       G
I'll find myself another burning gate
Bm     G              D             Asus
A pretty face, a vague idea I can't relate
Bm              G                Em       G
And this is get what you get for pulling pins
Bm          G                  D             Asus  G
Out of the hole inside the hole you're in


      D       Asus           G
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars
      D        Asus   G
Of a blind man's bike
    D         Asus           G
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind
      D      Asus
On the rolling mind


G                
La la la la laa


Bm  G  Em  G

Bm G D Asus

D

2x

     Asus     G    D
They want you to decide,
Asus    C9     D  
Eventually, it happens,
      Asus  G            D
Some gather on one side,
      Asus     C9    D            
With all their pearly snapping,
     Asus      G            D
They close the basement door,
   Asus     C9    D
It sets our teeth to chatter,
    Asus  G             D
You never saw it before,
    Asus
But now that hardly matters,


       Bm7         D
You're old enough, boy,
         Bm7                D
Too many summers you've enjoyed,
             Bm7                 D                   Asus
So spin the wheel, We'll set you up with some odd convictions,
                       G
Because you're finally golden, boy,


Bm  G ,  Em  G

Bm  G ,  D  Asus

      D       Asus           G
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars
      D        Asus   G
Of a blind man's bike
    D            Asus           G
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind
      D      Asus
On the rolling mind
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