Historic Cemetery

The Front Bottoms

Composición de: Brian Sella
tonalidad: G Afinación: E A D G B E
             C            G                C
Just you and me getting high and hanging out
        G                C
getting high and messing around
        G                             Em
getting high and trying to figure it out


[Instrumental]

Em G C Am (x2)


[Verse 1]

            Em                    G                C          Am
There was a sacrificial ritual inside my room last night
                     Em                  G                     C       Am
It was held there in secret, hard to see anything in the candlelight
             Em             G              C   Am         
Now there is melted wax all over my floor
                 Em                G                      C          Am     
and the scent of incense is rising up from underneath the door


[Verse 2]

                 Em                G                    C     Am   
Now maybe it was not as serious as I am making it sound
             C            G                C
Just you and me getting high and hanging out
        G                C
getting high and messing around
        G                           (Em)
getting high and trying to figure it out


[Instrumental]

Em F#m G C


[Verse 3]

           Em             G
I feel the burn, my tired feet 
            C              Am
not much to go, a few more streets
          Em         G              
See your face is all I need 
     C                     Am
my one and only, my sweet relief
              Em             G
And you would think I never had it
             C                   Am
the way that this world mocks my magic


[Hook]

             C     G           
But it was all for you
       C          G
to continue to be able 
       C           G        (Em)
to continue to be able right now


[Instrumental]

Em F#m G C Bm
Em F#m G C D


[Chorus]

             C            G                C
Just you and me getting high and hanging out
        G                C
getting high and messing around
        G                            C
getting high and trying to figure it out
                  G
I don't need your reasons anymore 
C                 G
 don't need your reasons anymore
C          G      C       (Em)
need your reasons anymore


[Instrumental]

Em F#m G G


[Bridge]

         Em           F#m    
I put my wrong finger in the hot wax 
G                    G 
now I can't play for you like that
Em                 F#m
the last thing I need, it's true, 
           G
would be a stupid excuse for a reason to fight back
Em            F#m                   G        
I cant begin, begin to tell you the way it all felt
     C
when everything fell through


[Instrumental]

Em F#m G C D


[Outro]

Alternate between C and G

You moved to New York to meet a beautiful girl
and drink fancy cocktails without a care in the world
But you got scared they're all gonna find someone else
So you find one and tell her things you're dying to tell
We got high to a record; I forget how it went
It was a song about love at the time it made sense
and when the side ended we just layed there in bed
You had fallen asleep but I stayed up and read
I made a list of everything I said I never meant
Considered all the things I never said but I digress
I got dressed, kissed your forehead, and left
You called me when you woke but I was sleeping off the meds
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