• Song:

    Artist In The Ambulance Live Acoustic

  • Artist:

    Thrice

Standard Tuning
first tab. figured it out by ear. go easy on me

DmLate (xx0231@1)night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Bb5Red (x133xx@1)light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
F (133211@1)                          CMy (x32010@1)world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up
      Dm (xx0231@1)                Bb5And (x133xx@1)I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white
     F (133211@1)                             CThey (x32010@1)flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone

Dm (xx0231@1)                              Bb5Now (x133xx@1)I lay here owing my life to a stranger
                   FAnd (133211@1)I realize that empty words are not enough
    CI'm (x32010@1)left here with the question of just
Dm (xx0231@1)                           Bb5What (x133xx@1)have I to show except the promises I never kept?
  F (133211@1)                             CI (x32010@1)lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets

[Chorus:]
Bb5 (x133xx@1)                                    Dm (xx0231@1)FI (133211@1)hope that I will never let you down
Bb5 (x133xx@1)                                  Dm (xx0231@1)     F (133211@1)        Bb5 (x133xx@1)I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound

Dm (xx0231@1)                                        Bb5Look (x133xx@1)around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares
   F (133211@1)                              C (x32010@1)                     DmIt (xx0231@1)gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right, I know that there's
                     Bb5 (x133xx@1)                FA (133211@1)difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have
C (x32010@1)                               Bb5There's (x133xx@1)a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it and

[Chorus]

DmRhetoric (xx0231@1)can't raise the dead
                   Bb5I'm (x133xx@1)sick of always talking when there's no change
DmRhetoric (xx0231@1)can't raise the dead
            C (x32010@1)                     Bb5 (x133xx@1)   C (x32010@1)   
I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow

Dm (xx0231@1)                                   
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Bb5Red (x133xx@1)light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
F (133211@1)                          CMy (x32010@1)world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the
Dm (xx0231@1)                                 Bb5Greedy (x133xx@1)jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands
        F (133211@1)                           CThey've (x32010@1)given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance

[Chorus]

Dm (xx0231@1)     C (x32010@1)     Bb5 (x133xx@1)             Dm (xx0231@1)     C (x32010@1)        Bb5Can (x133xx@1)we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound
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