Short Term Memory Loss chords

[A] [E] [Dbm] [B] [Ab] [Abm]

All chords are bar chords

[INTRO]

[A] [E] [B] [E]

[A] [E] [B] [E]

[VERSE 1]

[Dbm] You're turning off yo[E]ur course[B] again [E]
[Dbm] That fall would kill [E]a stronge[B]r man [E]
[Dbm] With hungry headlight[E]s closi[B]n' in [E]
[Dbm] Saint John is look[E]in' welc[B]oming.... [E] alright.

[Dbm]Death is always [E]closer [B]than [E]
[Dbm]Death is closer than [E]all your [B]friends [E]
[Dbm]Death is closer t[E]han you [B]think [E]
[Dbm]He's closer than your [E]friends and t[B]hings... a[E]lright.

[A] [E] [B] [E]

[A] [E] [B] [E]

[A] We drove that car into a full on [E]spin,
I wonder [B]just how would it feel if we [E]dove on in.
I [A]caught a glimpse of my screamin' [E]friend,
and when the s[B]ound cut out I swore she's laughi[E]n'
alright, [A]shattered lights spiral and blur on [E]in,
and then the [B]rain sang along to her freckled [E]skin,
this c[A]ity's just a smudge of water on[E] lens
I couldn't h[B]elp but feel helpless so I kissed her [E]again

[Dbm] Turn it[B] off and walk[E] away [A]
[Dbm]Don't look[B] down into[E] those waves [A]
[Dbm]You'll neve[B]r be the same[E] again [Abm] -
[Ab]
[A]We all suffer short term memory [B]loss
from time to t[A]ime

[A]You got him jumping everywhere across the [E]gaps and stairs
[B]Embracing every nick and cut and jam[E]med finger face plant it's
[A]He doesn't care for good repair, soak up the s[E]un and air
And [B]chipped a tooth to feel the truth, breaking every [E]bone he can't mend

(repeat this pattern until the chorus comes again at the end)

The blood's the thing that drives the dream
That makes him think he can fall off
The blood's the thing that boils to steam
That makes machines out of our hearts

The tires breathing out
Like tired moms and troubled teens
With secret smoke breaks
Balancing between showmanship and discovery
Mister melodrama is over there covering things
Directing traffic, mumbling, like "Move it along, nothing to see"
It's such a funny dream
Its such a sight to see

Honking horns and doubled breeze
Matthews Bridge in a watercolor bleed
And I'm just standing there shifting in my skin
Sifting grate below
Fall to the rivers wash, taste my blood
Embrace my breaking bones

[Dbm] Turn it[B] off and walk[E] away [A]
[Dbm]Don't look[B] down into[E] those waves [A]
[Dbm]You'll neve[B]r be the same[E] again [Abm] -
[Ab]
[A]We all suffer short term memory [B]loss
from time to t[A]ime