Chords for Conor Oberst - Tachycardia (Sydney Opera House | Nooks & Crannies)
Tempo:
72.1 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
C
F
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] As you grow up, there's so many [A] things that you're taught to keep hidden or keep inside yourself.
[Dm]
[F] I've been making [G] songs pretty much the same way since I was like [Am] 12 years old.
[G] There's something inside you that you want to express, [Em] and there's a hope that someone will [G] be on the other side [G] of it to receive it, you [C] know?
I think it's good to feel like your experience isn't [G] completely unique.
[Em]
[C] It's a mass [Em] grave, [Dm] a dollar [C] fifty resting place on the north [Em] face.
[Dm] There's a rope I've [G] got to climb [Am] on the [G] stone's throat.
[F] From everyone [Em] I love and know, [Am] but I [Em] can't show up [F] looking like [G] I do [C] in this [Em] old suit.
[Dm] My hair is slicked [C] back nice and smooth in a [Em] courtroom.
[Dm] Sweat rolling down [G] my back, [Am] it's a bad [G] dream.
[F] I have it seven [Em] times a week, no [Am] it was not [Em] me.
[F] But I'm the one [G] who has to [C] die.
My dad [Em]
[Dm] [C] [Em]
[Dm] [G] needs a [C] cold [Em] draw to [Dm] slow his [C] tachycardia in a dark [Em] bar.
This [Dm] world just melts [G] away and [Am] he feels [G] fine.
[F] If he could just [Em] lose track of time, there's [Am] a good [Em] sign.
[F] When he can't stay [G] awake on [C] a slow [Em] day, [Dm] the rain against [C] the windowpane of the [Em] cafe.
[Dm] She spills the [G] coffee grounds [Am] and that same [G] saw, [F] it hits her [Em] like a cinder block.
[Am] Life's an odd [Em] job, [F] the she-dumb got [G] the nerve [C] to quit.
[Em]
[Dm] [C] [Em]
[Dm] [G] [Am] [G]
[F] [G] Now [C] it's just [Em] there [Dm] at the bottom [C] of those spiral stairs.
It's the world's [Em] fair, the [Dm] future's on [G] display.
[Am] In the still [G] night, [F] they turned on the [E]
electric lights [Am] in the crowd.
[Em] Cry, [F] everyone [G] looks so [C] amazing.
[F] [C] [G]
[Am] [F]
[Em] [Dm]
[C]
[G] [F]
[G] [Em] [F]
[C] [F]
[Dm]
[F] I've been making [G] songs pretty much the same way since I was like [Am] 12 years old.
[G] There's something inside you that you want to express, [Em] and there's a hope that someone will [G] be on the other side [G] of it to receive it, you [C] know?
I think it's good to feel like your experience isn't [G] completely unique.
[Em]
[C] It's a mass [Em] grave, [Dm] a dollar [C] fifty resting place on the north [Em] face.
[Dm] There's a rope I've [G] got to climb [Am] on the [G] stone's throat.
[F] From everyone [Em] I love and know, [Am] but I [Em] can't show up [F] looking like [G] I do [C] in this [Em] old suit.
[Dm] My hair is slicked [C] back nice and smooth in a [Em] courtroom.
[Dm] Sweat rolling down [G] my back, [Am] it's a bad [G] dream.
[F] I have it seven [Em] times a week, no [Am] it was not [Em] me.
[F] But I'm the one [G] who has to [C] die.
My dad [Em]
[Dm] [C] [Em]
[Dm] [G] needs a [C] cold [Em] draw to [Dm] slow his [C] tachycardia in a dark [Em] bar.
This [Dm] world just melts [G] away and [Am] he feels [G] fine.
[F] If he could just [Em] lose track of time, there's [Am] a good [Em] sign.
[F] When he can't stay [G] awake on [C] a slow [Em] day, [Dm] the rain against [C] the windowpane of the [Em] cafe.
[Dm] She spills the [G] coffee grounds [Am] and that same [G] saw, [F] it hits her [Em] like a cinder block.
[Am] Life's an odd [Em] job, [F] the she-dumb got [G] the nerve [C] to quit.
[Em]
[Dm] [C] [Em]
[Dm] [G] [Am] [G]
[F] [G] Now [C] it's just [Em] there [Dm] at the bottom [C] of those spiral stairs.
It's the world's [Em] fair, the [Dm] future's on [G] display.
[Am] In the still [G] night, [F] they turned on the [E]
electric lights [Am] in the crowd.
[Em] Cry, [F] everyone [G] looks so [C] amazing.
[F] [C] [G]
[Am] [F]
[Em] [Dm]
[C]
[G] [F]
[G] [Em] [F]
[C] [F]
Key:
G
Em
C
F
Dm
G
Em
C
_ _ [B] _ _ As you grow up, there's so many [A] things that you're taught to keep hidden or keep inside yourself.
_ [Dm] _
[F] I've been making [G] songs pretty much the same way since I was like [Am] 12 years old. _
_ _ [G] There's something inside you that you want to express, [Em] and there's a hope that someone will [G] be on the other side [G] of it to receive it, you [C] know?
I think it's good to feel like your experience isn't [G] completely unique.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ It's a mass [Em] grave, [Dm] a dollar [C] fifty resting place on the north [Em] face.
[Dm] There's a rope I've [G] got to climb [Am] on the [G] stone's throat.
[F] From everyone [Em] I love and know, [Am] but I [Em] can't show up [F] looking like [G] I do [C] in this [Em] old suit.
[Dm] My hair is slicked [C] back nice and smooth in a [Em] courtroom.
[Dm] Sweat rolling down [G] my back, [Am] it's a bad [G] dream.
[F] I have it seven [Em] times a week, no [Am] it was not [Em] me.
[F] But I'm the one [G] who has to [C] die.
My dad [Em] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [G] needs a [C] cold [Em] draw to [Dm] slow his _ [C] tachycardia in a dark [Em] bar.
This [Dm] world just melts [G] away and [Am] he feels [G] fine.
[F] If he could just [Em] lose track of time, there's [Am] a good [Em] sign.
[F] When he can't stay [G] awake on [C] a slow [Em] day, [Dm] the rain against [C] the windowpane of the [Em] cafe.
[Dm] She spills the [G] coffee grounds [Am] and that same [G] saw, [F] it hits her [Em] like a cinder block.
[Am] Life's an odd [Em] job, [F] the she-dumb got [G] the nerve [C] to quit.
_ [Em] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ Now [C] it's just [Em] there [Dm] at the bottom [C] of those spiral stairs.
It's the world's [Em] fair, the [Dm] future's on [G] display.
[Am] In the still [G] night, [F] they turned on the [E]
electric lights [Am] in the crowd.
[Em] Cry, _ [F] everyone [G] looks so [C] amazing.
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_ [Am] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Dm] _
[F] I've been making [G] songs pretty much the same way since I was like [Am] 12 years old. _
_ _ [G] There's something inside you that you want to express, [Em] and there's a hope that someone will [G] be on the other side [G] of it to receive it, you [C] know?
I think it's good to feel like your experience isn't [G] completely unique.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ It's a mass [Em] grave, [Dm] a dollar [C] fifty resting place on the north [Em] face.
[Dm] There's a rope I've [G] got to climb [Am] on the [G] stone's throat.
[F] From everyone [Em] I love and know, [Am] but I [Em] can't show up [F] looking like [G] I do [C] in this [Em] old suit.
[Dm] My hair is slicked [C] back nice and smooth in a [Em] courtroom.
[Dm] Sweat rolling down [G] my back, [Am] it's a bad [G] dream.
[F] I have it seven [Em] times a week, no [Am] it was not [Em] me.
[F] But I'm the one [G] who has to [C] die.
My dad [Em] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [G] needs a [C] cold [Em] draw to [Dm] slow his _ [C] tachycardia in a dark [Em] bar.
This [Dm] world just melts [G] away and [Am] he feels [G] fine.
[F] If he could just [Em] lose track of time, there's [Am] a good [Em] sign.
[F] When he can't stay [G] awake on [C] a slow [Em] day, [Dm] the rain against [C] the windowpane of the [Em] cafe.
[Dm] She spills the [G] coffee grounds [Am] and that same [G] saw, [F] it hits her [Em] like a cinder block.
[Am] Life's an odd [Em] job, [F] the she-dumb got [G] the nerve [C] to quit.
_ [Em] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ Now [C] it's just [Em] there [Dm] at the bottom [C] of those spiral stairs.
It's the world's [Em] fair, the [Dm] future's on [G] display.
[Am] In the still [G] night, [F] they turned on the [E]
electric lights [Am] in the crowd.
[Em] Cry, _ [F] everyone [G] looks so [C] amazing.
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