Written by The Smith Street Band
Intro: G G G Cadd9 x G G G In dark corners and bars and ballrooms G G G Boys get childish and grow up too soon Cadd9 I sit and stare at the Calgary girls Cadd9 Pretty hair and their mummysā'' pearls on G G G Till the fear wells up and hits me G G G Send letters to a comfortable history Cadd9 I used to have it all Cadd9 D Now my head falls hard and alone Cadd9 Onto a motel pillow G And I know thereā''s a script that I could rehearse Em And there are lines and I could make them work Cadd9 But I donā''t want them, I want you G And itā''s not like thereā''s a space that I need to fill Em Or like I have any time we could kill Cadd9 But I donā''t need this, I need you D Cadd9 And this is the exact thing that I always do G G G Cadd9 G G G We used to lie right here and speak G G G We were fucking great between these sheets Cadd9 That you bought to replace the old ones she left when she needed her own space G G G And I took the hand-me-downs G G G And I flipped the covers inside out Cadd9 And Iā''ll pretend that Iā''m different now G G G And the first time we made love G G G It was dark and we were drunk Cadd9 In someone elseā''s, someone elseā''s hostel bathroom G G G And you turned your back to me G G G And I said ā''If this is the first of many then turn Cadd9 D back around, so I can fucking kiss you.ā' G And I know thereā''s a script that I could rehearse Em And there are lines and I could make them work Cadd9 But I donā''t want them, I want you G And itā''s not like thereā''s a space that I need to fill Em Or like I have any time we could kill Cadd9 But I donā''t need this, I need you D Cadd9 And this is the exact thing that I always do Em D* And if you see me again G Cadd9 Holding up some dive barā''s end Em D* With the whiskey sat far too naturally G Cadd9 between my legs Em D* Will you saunter over smokily and G Cadd9 tell me about your family Em D* And Iā''ll tell you you were right G Cadd9 When you said Iā''d end up lonely Em D* And Iā''ll tell you that my life G Cadd9 didnā''t crack up to what our life wouldā''ve been Em D* And Iā''ll stand up to say something G And fall straight back in my seat Em D* G Cadd9 And youā''ll check your watch and say ā''Itā''s probably time for you to leave.ā' Em D* G Cadd9 And Iā''ll stand up to say something brave and grand, fall straight back in my seat Em D* G Cadd9 You will check your watch and say ā''Itā''s probably time for you to leave.ā' D And you will offer me a ride Cadd9 D Only cos itā''s so fucking cold outside Cadd9 cut off and then build Cadd9 You were always far too kind G And I know thereā''s a script that I could rehearse Em And there are lines and I could make them work Cadd9 D But I donā''t want them, I want you G And itā''s not like thereā''s a space that I need to fill Em Or like I have any time we could kill Cadd9 But I donā''t need this, I fucking need you D Cadd9 G And this is the exact thing that I always do THANKS GUYS, It's my first tab so feel free to correct and comment, Smith Street forever < ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------