Ok so i wrote this tab in Word in Courier font so the spacing will be right. it 
could be a little still. in the preview, its off. so hopefully it turns out in the end. enjoy

CAPO ON FIRST FRET!

Intro:
Am , E

VERSE 1:

Am				E
You're my favorite explosion.
Am						E
A violin with no hands plays symphonies with no words.
Am							E
A drowning boy with no voice prays someone up there's telling me,
Am		F		C
You'd better not get back up!
E		Am		F	C	E
I spit my heart into this red cup.
		Am			F		C		E
I'd better pick it back up, it might ruin your night.

And she said,
Am			F			C		G
"Baby, leave the water by the bed for later,
	Am		F			C		G
and I woke up without a single drop.

CHORUS:

			Am			F			C		G
I told myself I'm tired of holding up your backup plans.
			Am		F		C			G
Go down your list and be satisfied if all you have is not enough.

VERSE 2:

(True love comes from more than just the heart)
		Am				E
She said paint a picture on me,
			Am				E
throw your dress up and your heart away.
		Am
Yeah, I heard what you said.
E					Am				E
A friend of a friend, these strangers at the party never paid.
		Am			F		C
And if that doesn't turn you on.
E		Am		F		C		E
I'll keep talking till something does.
		Am				F		C		E7
As we're covered in sand, you roll over and smile.

CHORUS:

			Am			F			C		G
I told myself I'm tired of holding up your backup plans.
			Am		F		C			G
Go down your list and be satisfied it?s all you have 

Bridge:

	E
and until that day,
I'll steal you flowers from the cemetery, red roses.

(during this next part listen to the guitars to figure out how to play it)
F F	C C	F F	Am Am	E.


Red rose of the dead.
How does it feel to breathe oxygen inside my head?

	Am				E
So say it, say I'm in love, cause you called me
Am				E				Am
crying from your job, said you just got fired.
	F			C			G
And you don't have a backup plan,
	Am		F	C		G
so don't expect me to understand.

(A diamond bullet and a gun made of gold, she was covered in blood last seen in San Francisco)

Am		F		C		E
Yeah!
We all breakdown.
			Am		F		C			E
Sometimes the bedroom walls become my only friends,
			Am					E		C (or E7)
but they were there from beginning to end.



			Am			F			C		G
I told myself I'm tired of holding up your backup plans.
			Am		F		C			G
Go down your list and be satisfied it?s all you have 
			Am		F			C
You know I've never held a gun in my life,
		G		Am			F		C
but now I carry one around in case I see you tonight.
G
Bedroom walls.
		Am		F
Oh, these bedroom walls.
		C		G
Oh, I hate what it tastes like.

Outro:
Am, E