Chords for Poetic Tragedy
Tempo:
89.9 bpm
Chords used:
D
Em
E
A
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[Em] [D]
[Em] [D] The cop is not [Em] half empty, his [D] pessimist's safe.
[Em] [D] As far as he [Em] sees, nothing's left in the [D] cup.
[Em] [E] [D] A whole cup full of [E] nothing for him to [D] wear.
[E] [D] There's a voice in the [E] bish's lungs that [D] shouts out
[E] [D] A saint, [Em] a writer, [D] he's not [Em] dreaming now of [E] going [D] nowhere.
He feeds [Em] his [D] pain and all that [Em] he wants is tragedy.
[D] [F#] So he marches [Em] inside, lost in a sea of skin [D] and [F#] blood.
[E] [D] [F#] And some mischief [Em] stops, his first cut [D] [F#] there, there, [Em] there.
[Bm] LAST [D]
[Em] RATION, [D] he cries out [E] to God of just now.
[D] There's a ponytail, [Em] this madness, [D] and all [Em] that he wants is [A] tragedy.
[Em] He's so [A] slow, [Em] so is he, he's [A] alone, [E] he's been [Bm] [A]
[B] beaten.
[Em]
[D] And on [Em] the
[D] deranged [Em] [E]
[D] [Em] journey,
[D] yeah, [Em] yeah.
[D] [Em]
[D] [Em]
[D] [Em] RATION, it's [D] not worthwhile, no, [Em] it's a tragedy.
[A] [Em] [A] [Em]
[A]
[E]
[G]
[F#]
[Em] [D]
[Em] [D] The cop is not [Em] half empty, his [D] pessimist's safe.
[Em] [D] As far as he [Em] sees, nothing's left in the [D] cup.
[Em] [E] [D] A whole cup full of [E] nothing for him to [D] wear.
[E] [D] There's a voice in the [E] bish's lungs that [D] shouts out
[E] [D] A saint, [Em] a writer, [D] he's not [Em] dreaming now of [E] going [D] nowhere.
He feeds [Em] his [D] pain and all that [Em] he wants is tragedy.
[D] [F#] So he marches [Em] inside, lost in a sea of skin [D] and [F#] blood.
[E] [D] [F#] And some mischief [Em] stops, his first cut [D] [F#] there, there, [Em] there.
[Bm] LAST [D]
[Em] RATION, [D] he cries out [E] to God of just now.
[D] There's a ponytail, [Em] this madness, [D] and all [Em] that he wants is [A] tragedy.
[Em] He's so [A] slow, [Em] so is he, he's [A] alone, [E] he's been [Bm] [A]
[B] beaten.
[Em]
[D] And on [Em] the
[D] deranged [Em] [E]
[D] [Em] journey,
[D] yeah, [Em] yeah.
[D] [Em]
[D] [Em]
[D] [Em] RATION, it's [D] not worthwhile, no, [Em] it's a tragedy.
[A] [Em] [A] [Em]
[A]
[E]
[G]
[F#]
Key:
D
Em
E
A
F#
D
Em
E
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ The cop is not [Em] half empty, his _ [D] pessimist's safe.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ As far as he [Em] sees, nothing's left in the [D] cup. _
_ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] A whole cup full of [E] nothing for him to [D] wear. _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ There's a voice in the [E] _ bish's lungs that [D] shouts out
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ A saint, [Em] a writer, [D] _ he's not [Em] dreaming now of [E] going _ [D] nowhere.
He feeds [Em] his _ _ _ [D] pain and all that [Em] he wants is tragedy.
[D] _ [F#] So he marches [Em] inside, lost in a sea of skin [D] and [F#] blood. _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ [F#] And some mischief [Em] stops, his first cut [D] [F#] there, there, [Em] there.
[Bm] LAST [D] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ RATION, [D] _ he cries out [E] to God of just now.
[D] _ There's a ponytail, [Em] _ this madness, [D] _ and all [Em] that he wants is [A] _ _ tragedy.
[Em] He's so _ _ [A] slow, _ _ [Em] so is he, he's [A] alone, _ _ [E] he's been [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [B] beaten.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ And on [Em] the _ _
_ [D] _ deranged _ [Em] _ [E] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] journey, _
_ [D] yeah, _ _ [Em] yeah. _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] RATION, it's [D] not worthwhile, no, [Em] _ it's a tragedy.
_ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ The cop is not [Em] half empty, his _ [D] pessimist's safe.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ As far as he [Em] sees, nothing's left in the [D] cup. _
_ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] A whole cup full of [E] nothing for him to [D] wear. _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ There's a voice in the [E] _ bish's lungs that [D] shouts out
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ A saint, [Em] a writer, [D] _ he's not [Em] dreaming now of [E] going _ [D] nowhere.
He feeds [Em] his _ _ _ [D] pain and all that [Em] he wants is tragedy.
[D] _ [F#] So he marches [Em] inside, lost in a sea of skin [D] and [F#] blood. _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ [F#] And some mischief [Em] stops, his first cut [D] [F#] there, there, [Em] there.
[Bm] LAST [D] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ RATION, [D] _ he cries out [E] to God of just now.
[D] _ There's a ponytail, [Em] _ this madness, [D] _ and all [Em] that he wants is [A] _ _ tragedy.
[Em] He's so _ _ [A] slow, _ _ [Em] so is he, he's [A] alone, _ _ [E] he's been [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [B] beaten.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ And on [Em] the _ _
_ [D] _ deranged _ [Em] _ [E] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] journey, _
_ [D] yeah, _ _ [Em] yeah. _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] RATION, it's [D] not worthwhile, no, [Em] _ it's a tragedy.
_ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _