Band: Sacha Sacket
Song: Sweet Suicide
Album: Shadowed
Website: http://www.sachasacket.com/
Tabbed by: Scott Crosby scott.blackhole@gmail.com

Heard this tune from a trailer for November Son, and had to play it.
Most of Sacket's music sounds the same, but it's good stuff.

This song has three different chord sequences, one for verse, bridge, chorus.
I'm not going to chord the first three parts, the rest I will label.

Verse: Gm F C
Bridge: D# F
Chorus D# A# F C

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Intro Gm F C Gm F C

[Verse]
GmGive (355333@1)it everything you've got
F (133211@1)                CYou're (x32010@1)your own worst enemy
GmDrinking (355333@1)spirits, taking shots
F (133211@1)                 CGlass (x32010@1)still remains half empty
GmYou (355333@1)wish that you won't wake up
    F (133211@1)            CBut (x32010@1)you can't even get to sleep
GmSix (355333@1)feet under for these six months
F (133211@1)           CJust (x32010@1)dying to be buried

[Bridge]
   D#And (x43121@3)I'm the one to lift you up
   F'Cause (133211@1)I can't be your Francis Bean
   D#The (x43121@3)love I give will never stop
   FYou (133211@1)don't want to wait and see
 
[Chorus]
    D#It's (x43121@3)Sweet
   A#Suicide (x1333x@1)to my life
           FSaving (133211@1)you every time
            CI (x32010@1)catch you half-alive
             D# (x43121@3)Wish I could compete
          A#With (x1333x@1)your perfect goodbye
                  FThe (133211@1)sweat of your thousand tries
                  CThe (x32010@1)threat of the same blue sky

[Verse]
You know what it's like to touch
The edge with all apologies
Where just this once is one too much
And you have nothing left to be
You know how it feels alone
To catch yourself still thinking
"Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But words will never hurt me"

[Bridge]
But I'm the one to lift you up
'Cause I won't be your Francis Bean
The love I give will never stop
You don't want to wait and see

[Chorus]
It's Sweet
Suicide to my life
Saving you every time
I catch you half-alive
Wish I could compete
With your perfect good-bye
The sweat of your thousand tries
The threat of the same blue sky

And I would be your answer
Would be your savior
Would be your sign
And I would be your water
Would be your shoulder
Would be your sigh