We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed Chords by Los Campesinos
Tempo:
70.775 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
Dm
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[A] [G] [D] [G] [D]
[G] [D]
The light of the LED display of a VCR recorder You kiss my neck, I whisper in your ear
This is my downfall [B] as you squint and you grimace
We both know your [D] heart's not in it
Love a thousand fireflies, but travel largely en suite
They think the future's bright as halogen We know it's pretty bleak and [B] I'm trying to be sexy
The lightning in the air that [D] falls in flat
The
[G] [D]
[Dm]
graphs are more and more less detailed by the day
And all the characters are strangers And the pubs have different names
[Em] I tell a joke, I like to meet them But they loathe me and [D] I hate them
The [G] [D] heart broke, fondness, fondness, mischief, fondness
Lengthily loses my interest, I'm a realist I'm [E] insatiable
Stuck in a daze until I fly without [D] a B for your reply
He said he got his teeth fixed I'm gonna break them
Sightset, I'm getting to ya I'm gonna fix my [G] [G#] car
You feel [D] terrified at the thought of being left [Dm] behind
Losing everybody, the [D] necessity [E] of dying
Oh, [Bm] we kill ourselves, there's future in the [D] fucking
But there is no fucking [E] future
[D] I'm just practicing my [G] accent, picking [D] out sutures
I taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love
Is to [Dm] like the other slightly less than you get [B] in return
I keep feeling like I'm being [D] undercut
[Dm] Charlotte's sex is more constructive than the one in Canada
When you got drunk, ate loads of crisps and threw up
By a football [B] pitch, I know it is Really, that's what worries me
I [D] feel like I should hurt
He said he got his teeth fixed I'm gonna break them
He said he's got his sightset
I'm getting to ya I'm gonna fix my [Bm] car
[G] [D] I cannot [E] emphasize enough that [D] my body
Through pieces of badly designed broi
Put together by soul, [Dm] covering these diminishing
[E] So-called vital [D] organs, hey, my heart goes first
We are beautiful, [E] [D] we are dudes
[F#] [Dm] [D]
[Bm] [A]
[A] [G] [D] [G] [D]
[G] [D]
The light of the LED display of a VCR recorder You kiss my neck, I whisper in your ear
This is my downfall [B] as you squint and you grimace
We both know your [D] heart's not in it
Love a thousand fireflies, but travel largely en suite
They think the future's bright as halogen We know it's pretty bleak and [B] I'm trying to be sexy
The lightning in the air that [D] falls in flat
The
[G] [D]
[Dm]
graphs are more and more less detailed by the day
And all the characters are strangers And the pubs have different names
[Em] I tell a joke, I like to meet them But they loathe me and [D] I hate them
The [G] [D] heart broke, fondness, fondness, mischief, fondness
Lengthily loses my interest, I'm a realist I'm [E] insatiable
Stuck in a daze until I fly without [D] a B for your reply
He said he got his teeth fixed I'm gonna break them
Sightset, I'm getting to ya I'm gonna fix my [G] [G#] car
You feel [D] terrified at the thought of being left [Dm] behind
Losing everybody, the [D] necessity [E] of dying
Oh, [Bm] we kill ourselves, there's future in the [D] fucking
But there is no fucking [E] future
[D] I'm just practicing my [G] accent, picking [D] out sutures
I taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love
Is to [Dm] like the other slightly less than you get [B] in return
I keep feeling like I'm being [D] undercut
[Dm] Charlotte's sex is more constructive than the one in Canada
When you got drunk, ate loads of crisps and threw up
By a football [B] pitch, I know it is Really, that's what worries me
I [D] feel like I should hurt
He said he got his teeth fixed I'm gonna break them
He said he's got his sightset
I'm getting to ya I'm gonna fix my [Bm] car
[G] [D] I cannot [E] emphasize enough that [D] my body
Through pieces of badly designed broi
Put together by soul, [Dm] covering these diminishing
[E] So-called vital [D] organs, hey, my heart goes first
We are beautiful, [E] [D] we are dudes
[F#] [Dm] [D]
[Bm] [A]
Key:
D
G
Dm
E
B
D
G
Dm
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ [G] _ _ [D] _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The light of the LED display of a VCR recorder You kiss my neck, I whisper in your ear
This is my downfall [B] as you squint and you grimace
We both know your [D] heart's not in it
Love a thousand fireflies, but travel largely en suite
They think the future's bright as halogen We know it's pretty bleak and [B] I'm trying to be sexy
The lightning in the air that [D] falls in flat
The
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm]
graphs are more and more less detailed by the day
And all the characters are strangers And the pubs have different names
[Em] I tell a joke, I like to meet them But they loathe me and [D] I hate them
The [G] _ [D] heart broke, fondness, fondness, mischief, fondness
Lengthily loses my interest, I'm a realist I'm [E] insatiable
Stuck in a daze until I fly without [D] a B for your reply
He _ _ said he got his teeth fixed I'm gonna break them _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Sightset, I'm getting to ya I'm gonna fix my _ [G] _ [G#] car
You feel [D] terrified at the thought of being left [Dm] behind
Losing everybody, the [D] necessity [E] of dying
Oh, [Bm] we kill ourselves, there's future in the [D] fucking
But there is no fucking [E] future
[D] I'm just practicing my [G] accent, picking [D] out sutures
I taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love
Is to [Dm] like the other slightly less than you get [B] in return
I keep feeling like I'm being [D] undercut
_ [Dm] Charlotte's sex is more constructive than the one in Canada
When you got drunk, ate loads of crisps and threw up
By a football [B] pitch, I know it is Really, that's what worries me
I [D] feel like I should hurt
_ _ _ He said he got his teeth fixed I'm gonna break them _ _ _ _ _
He said he's got his sightset
I'm getting to ya I'm gonna fix my [Bm] car
[G] [D] I cannot [E] emphasize enough that [D] my body
Through pieces of badly designed broi
Put together by soul, [Dm] covering these diminishing
[E] So-called vital [D] organs, hey, my heart goes first
We _ _ _ _ _ are beautiful, [E] [D] we are dudes _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _
[A] _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ [G] _ _ [D] _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The light of the LED display of a VCR recorder You kiss my neck, I whisper in your ear
This is my downfall [B] as you squint and you grimace
We both know your [D] heart's not in it
Love a thousand fireflies, but travel largely en suite
They think the future's bright as halogen We know it's pretty bleak and [B] I'm trying to be sexy
The lightning in the air that [D] falls in flat
The
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm]
graphs are more and more less detailed by the day
And all the characters are strangers And the pubs have different names
[Em] I tell a joke, I like to meet them But they loathe me and [D] I hate them
The [G] _ [D] heart broke, fondness, fondness, mischief, fondness
Lengthily loses my interest, I'm a realist I'm [E] insatiable
Stuck in a daze until I fly without [D] a B for your reply
He _ _ said he got his teeth fixed I'm gonna break them _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Sightset, I'm getting to ya I'm gonna fix my _ [G] _ [G#] car
You feel [D] terrified at the thought of being left [Dm] behind
Losing everybody, the [D] necessity [E] of dying
Oh, [Bm] we kill ourselves, there's future in the [D] fucking
But there is no fucking [E] future
[D] I'm just practicing my [G] accent, picking [D] out sutures
I taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love
Is to [Dm] like the other slightly less than you get [B] in return
I keep feeling like I'm being [D] undercut
_ [Dm] Charlotte's sex is more constructive than the one in Canada
When you got drunk, ate loads of crisps and threw up
By a football [B] pitch, I know it is Really, that's what worries me
I [D] feel like I should hurt
_ _ _ He said he got his teeth fixed I'm gonna break them _ _ _ _ _
He said he's got his sightset
I'm getting to ya I'm gonna fix my [Bm] car
[G] [D] I cannot [E] emphasize enough that [D] my body
Through pieces of badly designed broi
Put together by soul, [Dm] covering these diminishing
[E] So-called vital [D] organs, hey, my heart goes first
We _ _ _ _ _ are beautiful, [E] [D] we are dudes _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _