Alec Ounsworth – Modern Girl (With Scissors)
The lyrics are what I think he sings, Alec can be pretty hard to understand.  The chords 
are correct but their exact placement on the lyrics may be off.

Bm   G   F#    G     F#  Intro x2 (Leave 
the high E string open for the G and F#)

            Bm
Oh the light left the Room Oh where did it go?
       D                         F#
She said that she left in the end
                               G           F#
He was something to sell
        G             F#      Bm
But the seas gotten dry somehow

There’s no such thing as grim
D
Whether I am
F#                                    G
You don’t Have to trust me I know It’s hard
                          F#
As I said at my circus tent
                 G
One week later
     D                  A7  E
Do you want to retire
                            G         Gadd4
This is an honest disease
			    Bb
Of which there’s never a cure
			   Bm
At least that’s what she believes

Intro X 1
       Bm
Oh the Ambulance left in a heap next to a bar
             D
Like an ordinary citizen
          F#                         G        F#
Dead up in the trunk of a car
     G                F#
Well She don’t know them
Bm
She just gets tired that’s just she’s runaway
          D
Down In the bottom’s the top
        F#                      G
As I traded my radio for
         F#
Something smaller
         G      D  A7
Something I can fit inside
       E
My hole (sized heart)
                   G         Gadd4
(This is an) honest disease
                         Bb
Of which there’s never a cure
                         D
At least that’s what she believes
                       A7
And when the city gets rough
                      D
She gets into a balloon
                    A7
Leaving all of your stuff
                      Bm
Leaving only with
          Gadd4             Bm
All this useless beauty
              Gadd4
All this Useless Beauty

Intro x 4

      Bm
Oh the light left the Room Oh where did it go?
       D                        F#
She’s said that she left in the end
               G           F#
He’s something himself
        G             F#      Bm
But the seas gotten dry somehow

There’s no such thing as grim
D
Whether I am
                  F#                   G
You don’t Have to trust me I know It’s hard
                          F#
As I said at my circus tent
          G
One week later
     D       A7  E
To want to retire
                  G         Gadd4
This is an honest disease
			    Bb
Of which there’s never a cure
			   Bm
At least that’s what she believes

Solo (Play Verse Chords)

          Gadd4             Bm
All this useless beauty
              Gadd4
All this Useless Beauty