Chords for paris paloma - labour (slow & reverb)
Tempo:
73.15 bpm
Chords used:
Am
F
C
G
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] Why are [Dm] you hanging on so [F] tight to the rope that I'm [G] hanging from?
Off [Am] this island, this was a [Dm] mischief I should have seen.
I [F] carefully timed it so that you'd pause [B] and [E] dive into the waves [Am] below.
Who turns the [C] water?
Who fixes [F] up the cables?
Emotional [E] torture from the heavy [Am] high table.
[Am] Who fetches the [C] water from the rocking [F] mountains?
And walk back [E] down again to feel your words in [F] the sharp stain.
I'm good, you fucked it up.
[Am] The memories in my eyes are [F] bursting.
If my love [G] died, would that be the [A] worst thing?
Somebody [C] I thought was my [F] savior, you sure made me [G] do a whole lot of labor.
The color [C] stain on my hands is [F] cracking.
If our love [A] ends, would that be a [Am] bad thing?
And the [C] silence on this labyrinth [F] chamber, you made me [G] do.
Too much [A] labor.
[Am]
[Dm] [F]
[G] [A] Veggies [Dm] for my tongue, you [F] never use.
Busy laughing from [C] flowing the cup.
And [Am] stabbing with your fork.
I know you're a [Dm] small mouth.
[F] Unweaponized.
With false [G] impotence.
It's [Em] dominance under [Am] guise.
If we had a [C] daughter, I'd watch and could [F] not save her.
The emotional [E] torture from the heavy [Am] high table.
[C] She'd do what you told her.
She'd meet the [F] same cruel fate.
So now I've [E] got to run.
So why can't I undo this mistake?
[F]
At least [F] tonight I'm gonna [Am] try.
The purple [C] leaves in my eyes are [F] bursting.
If our [G] love died, would that be the [Am] worst thing?
Somebody [C] I thought was my [F] savior, you sure made me [G] do a whole lot [Am] of labor.
The color stain on my hands is [F] cracking.
If our [G] love ends, would that be a [Am] bad thing?
And the [C] silence once I've achieved.
But here it [G] gives me too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
Mother [Am] made them, said I budged in.
Nurse that is some interest.
An appendage, gift to attend him.
[C] Soul that he never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
[F] So he can live [Em] out his picket fence [A] dreams.
It's not an act of love.
If you [F] make her, you make me [G] do too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
[F] Mother made them, said I [G] budged in.
Nurse that is [Am] some interest.
An [C] appendage, gift to attend him.
Soul that he [G] never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
So he can live [G] out his picket fence [Am] dreams.
It's not an [C] act of love.
If you make her, you make me [G] do too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
[F] Mother made them, said I [G] budged in.
Nurse that is [Am] some interest.
An appendage, gift to [F] attend him.
Soul that he [G] never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
[F] So he can live [G] out his picket fence [Am] dreams.
It's not [C] an act of love.
If you make her, you make [A] me do too much labor.
[Am]
Off [Am] this island, this was a [Dm] mischief I should have seen.
I [F] carefully timed it so that you'd pause [B] and [E] dive into the waves [Am] below.
Who turns the [C] water?
Who fixes [F] up the cables?
Emotional [E] torture from the heavy [Am] high table.
[Am] Who fetches the [C] water from the rocking [F] mountains?
And walk back [E] down again to feel your words in [F] the sharp stain.
I'm good, you fucked it up.
[Am] The memories in my eyes are [F] bursting.
If my love [G] died, would that be the [A] worst thing?
Somebody [C] I thought was my [F] savior, you sure made me [G] do a whole lot of labor.
The color [C] stain on my hands is [F] cracking.
If our love [A] ends, would that be a [Am] bad thing?
And the [C] silence on this labyrinth [F] chamber, you made me [G] do.
Too much [A] labor.
[Am]
[Dm] [F]
[G] [A] Veggies [Dm] for my tongue, you [F] never use.
Busy laughing from [C] flowing the cup.
And [Am] stabbing with your fork.
I know you're a [Dm] small mouth.
[F] Unweaponized.
With false [G] impotence.
It's [Em] dominance under [Am] guise.
If we had a [C] daughter, I'd watch and could [F] not save her.
The emotional [E] torture from the heavy [Am] high table.
[C] She'd do what you told her.
She'd meet the [F] same cruel fate.
So now I've [E] got to run.
So why can't I undo this mistake?
[F]
At least [F] tonight I'm gonna [Am] try.
The purple [C] leaves in my eyes are [F] bursting.
If our [G] love died, would that be the [Am] worst thing?
Somebody [C] I thought was my [F] savior, you sure made me [G] do a whole lot [Am] of labor.
The color stain on my hands is [F] cracking.
If our [G] love ends, would that be a [Am] bad thing?
And the [C] silence once I've achieved.
But here it [G] gives me too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
Mother [Am] made them, said I budged in.
Nurse that is some interest.
An appendage, gift to attend him.
[C] Soul that he never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
[F] So he can live [Em] out his picket fence [A] dreams.
It's not an act of love.
If you [F] make her, you make me [G] do too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
[F] Mother made them, said I [G] budged in.
Nurse that is [Am] some interest.
An [C] appendage, gift to attend him.
Soul that he [G] never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
So he can live [G] out his picket fence [Am] dreams.
It's not an [C] act of love.
If you make her, you make me [G] do too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
[F] Mother made them, said I [G] budged in.
Nurse that is [Am] some interest.
An appendage, gift to [F] attend him.
Soul that he [G] never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
[F] So he can live [G] out his picket fence [Am] dreams.
It's not [C] an act of love.
If you make her, you make [A] me do too much labor.
[Am]
Key:
Am
F
C
G
A
Am
F
C
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ Why are [Dm] you hanging on so _ [F] tight to the rope that I'm [G] hanging from?
_ Off [Am] this island, this was a [Dm] mischief I should have seen.
I [F] carefully timed it so that you'd pause [B] and [E] dive into the waves [Am] below.
Who turns the [C] water?
Who fixes [F] up the cables?
Emotional [E] torture from the heavy [Am] high table.
[Am] Who fetches the [C] water from the rocking [F] mountains?
And walk back [E] down again to feel your words in [F] the sharp stain. _
I'm good, you fucked it up.
_ [Am] The memories in my eyes are [F] bursting.
If my love [G] died, would that be the [A] worst thing?
Somebody [C] I thought was my [F] savior, you sure made me [G] do a whole lot of labor.
The color [C] stain on my hands is [F] cracking.
If our love [A] ends, would that be a [Am] bad thing?
And the [C] silence on this labyrinth [F] chamber, you made me [G] do.
Too much [A] labor.
_ [Am] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ Veggies [Dm] for my tongue, you [F] never use.
Busy laughing from [C] flowing the cup.
And [Am] stabbing with your fork.
I know you're a [Dm] small mouth.
_ _ _ [F] Unweaponized.
With false [G] impotence.
It's [Em] dominance under [Am] guise.
If we had a [C] daughter, I'd watch and could [F] not save her.
The emotional [E] torture from the heavy [Am] high table.
[C] She'd do what you told her.
She'd meet the [F] same cruel fate.
So now I've [E] got to run.
So why can't I undo this mistake?
[F] _
At least [F] tonight I'm gonna [Am] try.
The purple [C] leaves in my eyes are [F] bursting.
If our [G] love died, would that be the [Am] worst thing?
Somebody [C] I thought was my [F] savior, you sure made me [G] do a whole lot [Am] of labor.
The color stain on my hands is [F] cracking.
If our [G] love ends, would that be a [Am] bad thing?
And the [C] silence once I've achieved.
But here it [G] gives me too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
Mother [Am] made them, said I budged in.
Nurse that is some interest.
An appendage, gift to attend him.
[C] Soul that he never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
[F] So he can live [Em] out his picket fence [A] dreams.
It's not an act of love.
If you [F] make her, you make me [G] do too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
[F] Mother made them, said I [G] budged in.
Nurse that is [Am] some interest.
An [C] appendage, gift to attend him.
Soul that he [G] never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
So he can live [G] out his picket fence [Am] dreams.
It's not an [C] act of love.
If you make her, you make me [G] do too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
[F] Mother made them, said I [G] budged in.
Nurse that is [Am] some interest.
An appendage, gift to [F] attend him.
Soul that he [G] never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
[F] So he can live [G] out his picket fence [Am] dreams.
It's not [C] an act of love.
If you make her, you make [A] me do too much labor.
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Off [Am] this island, this was a [Dm] mischief I should have seen.
I [F] carefully timed it so that you'd pause [B] and [E] dive into the waves [Am] below.
Who turns the [C] water?
Who fixes [F] up the cables?
Emotional [E] torture from the heavy [Am] high table.
[Am] Who fetches the [C] water from the rocking [F] mountains?
And walk back [E] down again to feel your words in [F] the sharp stain. _
I'm good, you fucked it up.
_ [Am] The memories in my eyes are [F] bursting.
If my love [G] died, would that be the [A] worst thing?
Somebody [C] I thought was my [F] savior, you sure made me [G] do a whole lot of labor.
The color [C] stain on my hands is [F] cracking.
If our love [A] ends, would that be a [Am] bad thing?
And the [C] silence on this labyrinth [F] chamber, you made me [G] do.
Too much [A] labor.
_ [Am] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ Veggies [Dm] for my tongue, you [F] never use.
Busy laughing from [C] flowing the cup.
And [Am] stabbing with your fork.
I know you're a [Dm] small mouth.
_ _ _ [F] Unweaponized.
With false [G] impotence.
It's [Em] dominance under [Am] guise.
If we had a [C] daughter, I'd watch and could [F] not save her.
The emotional [E] torture from the heavy [Am] high table.
[C] She'd do what you told her.
She'd meet the [F] same cruel fate.
So now I've [E] got to run.
So why can't I undo this mistake?
[F] _
At least [F] tonight I'm gonna [Am] try.
The purple [C] leaves in my eyes are [F] bursting.
If our [G] love died, would that be the [Am] worst thing?
Somebody [C] I thought was my [F] savior, you sure made me [G] do a whole lot [Am] of labor.
The color stain on my hands is [F] cracking.
If our [G] love ends, would that be a [Am] bad thing?
And the [C] silence once I've achieved.
But here it [G] gives me too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
Mother [Am] made them, said I budged in.
Nurse that is some interest.
An appendage, gift to attend him.
[C] Soul that he never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
[F] So he can live [Em] out his picket fence [A] dreams.
It's not an act of love.
If you [F] make her, you make me [G] do too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
[F] Mother made them, said I [G] budged in.
Nurse that is [Am] some interest.
An [C] appendage, gift to attend him.
Soul that he [G] never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
So he can live [G] out his picket fence [Am] dreams.
It's not an [C] act of love.
If you make her, you make me [G] do too much [Am] labor.
All day, [C] everyday therapist.
[F] Mother made them, said I [G] budged in.
Nurse that is [Am] some interest.
An appendage, gift to [F] attend him.
Soul that he [G] never lifts.
A [Am] finger 24 [C]-7.
Baby machine.
[F] So he can live [G] out his picket fence [Am] dreams.
It's not [C] an act of love.
If you make her, you make [A] me do too much labor.
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _