Closer To The Truth

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                        Closer To The Truth – Butch Walker
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Tabbed by: Andrew Hill

Tuning:EADGBe

Closer to the Truth
**updated 5/16/09**

Not sure about the one chord in the 
chorus, and what I’m playing I can’t
 even find
a name for the chord, I’ll just call
 it D#6 for the purpose of making 
out the tab for now.


    D#6            E              
E|--x-----| e|--x-----|    e|--x--
B|--x-----| B|--x-----|    B|--x--
G|--9-----| G|--1-----|    G|--x--
D|--9-----| D|--2-----|    D|--7--
A|--6-----| A|--2-----|    A|--7--
E|--x-----| E|--x-----|    E|--5--
  A5             F#5             
E|---|    e|--x-----|    e|--x-----|
B|---|    B|--x-----|    B|--2-----|
G|---|    G|--x-----|    G|--2-----|
D|---|    D|--4-----|    D|--2-----|
A|---|    A|--4-----|    A|--x-----|
E|---|    E|--2-----|    E|--x-----|


    E5             G5    
E|--x-----| e|--x-----| 
B|--x-----| B|--x-----| 
G|--9-----| G|--x-----| 
D|--9-----| D|--6-----| 
A|--7-----| A|--6-----| 
E|--x-----| E|--4-----| 




E
Ribbons went flying out the window
       A5
As we drove down the interstate
E
Sex was something so brand new
       A5
It was hard as hell to wait
E
She made faces at the goddamn 
rednecks
Continúa después del anuncio
          A5
They say, look at you boy.. You must
 worship satan
E
Just because I had the same long 
hair
        A5
as the jesus in all their paintings

F#5                          A
Yeah but church just made me scared 
of words like
E5                 D#6
sermon, faith, and congregation
F#5                     A
in a world with so many answers left
E5                    D#6
why do I need so many explanations
F#5                  G#5    
to get closer to the truth and 
                A5
further from the sky
F#5                        A
and the static singes the speakers
E5                        D#6
like a thousand hymns of inspiration
F#5                           
the road just winds through the 
  A
canyon like
   E5                       
a big black snake headed for 
  D#6
salvation
F#5                       G#5    
I'm getting closer to the truth 
                A5
and further from the sky

Same pattern through the rest of the song for verses and choruses
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A roadside venue wallpapered in 
menus
In a town that forgot it's own name
We were hungry for anything that had
 a pulse
As we freed ourselves from the rain
There's a disgruntled metalhead 
playing guitar
For a pop singer up on the screen
With his head slung low and guitar 
slung high
He just wants a chance to be seen

He tells me at the bar that he's on 
his last leg
That he used to have it all in his 
hands
And the girls don't think much of 
him these days
Which is hard for him to understand
Cuz he's a little bit old and a 
little bit thin
But he still has his heart in a 
sling
We pay for the drinks and the 
bartender drinks
And it couldn't be more late, yeah 
we're all so late


| /  slide up
| \  slide down
| h  hammer-on
| p  pull-off
| ~  vibrato
| +  harmonic
| x  Mute note
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