The 26 chords by Apologies, I Have None

Tuning: Standard tuning

Difficulty: novice

SONG:   THE 26
ARTIST: APOLOGIES, I HAVE NONE
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM



                      THE 26
              APOLOGIES, I HAVE NONE


CAPO: 1st FRET

INTRO:
D


VERSE:
                       G
This could have been avoided
A                             G
   It could have been kept at bay
D                       G
   But tables turn and lessons

Some can only be learned
        Bm                       A
Through punishments for past mistakes

D                  G
   Back on level ground,
A                        G
   Will we ever find ourselves again?
D                          G
   Past thoughts of giving up
                         Bm
Once bottled till they erupt

once buried and covered,
 A
Hidden and smothered

Are gone just like
    Bm
The past few years
                     A
In a city that magnified our fears
     D             G
And made it far to easy to blame London

Than it was to fault myself
B             A                       G        G
  A weak man beaten sat at bus stops freezing


CHORUS:
            D                    A
On the way home, 26 to Cassland Road
                            G
But she doesn't want to get off there

No she doesn't want to stop there
                        D
But she doesn't want to go
                     A
Where tired lines repeat themselves
                         G
I love you's don't mean shit right now

Shutting down.
 Em                G   D
Fuck you, London. I'm out.


VERSE:
                  G
Well I still act blind,
A                         G
   I still have violent thoughts at times
D                      Bm
   I still tend to oversimplify
            A
Certain situations like the time
     G
She told me that she fucked him and I thought

I can't believe this,
        A
Did she not know that I loved her?
              B
I'm going to smash this bitches face in
 A
Find the cunt and stab the fucker
       G
Yeah, someone's
      A               D    D
Gonna die for this tonight


BREAK:
Bm                            A
  But you know that it's not right
                        G
To punish her when you couldn't

Ever say that you never did play your part
               A             Bm
You never did shit that you shouldn't

That you never did things
          A
That you said that you wouldn't

You never said shit
          G                         G
That you wished that you hadn't now


CHORUS:
            D                    A
On the way home, 26 to Cassland Road
                             G
But she doesn't want to get off there

No she doesn't want to stop there
                          D
But she doesn't want to go
                     A
Where tired lines repeat themselves
                         G             G
I love you's don't mean shit right now

B                       A
   Where tired lines repeat themselves
                         G
I love you's don't mean shit right now
                Em                G   D
Shutting down. Fuck you, London. I'm out.


OUTRO:
D    G    Bm    D    G    Bm    A    G    D



======================== CAPO: NONE ========================


SONG:   THE 26
ARTIST: APOLOGIES, I HAVE NONE
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM



                      THE 26
              APOLOGIES, I HAVE NONE

CAPO: NONE


INTRO:
Eb


VERSE:
                       Ab
This could have been avoided
Bb                            Ab
   It could have been kept at bay
Eb                      Ab
   But tables turn and lessons

Some can only be learned
        Cm                       Bb
Through punishments for past mistakes

Eb                 Ab
   Back on level ground,
Bb                       Ab
   Will we ever find ourselves again?
Eb                         Ab
   Past thoughts of giving up
                         Cm
Once bottled till they erupt

once buried and covered,
 Bb
Hidden and smothered

Are gone just like
    Cm
The past few years
                     Bb
In a city that magnified our fears
     Eb            Ab
And made it far to easy to blame London

Than it was to fault myself
C             Bb                      Ab       Ab
  A weak man beaten sat at bus stops freezing


CHORUS:
            Eb                   Bb
On the way home, 26 to Cassland Road
                            Ab
But she doesn't want to get off there

No she doesn't want to stop there
                        Eb
But she doesn't want to go
                     Bb
Where tired lines repeat themselves
                         Ab
I love you's don't mean shit right now

Shutting down.
 Fm               Ab  Eb
Fuck you, London. I'm out.


VERSE:
                  Ab
Well I still act blind,
Bb                        Ab
   I still have violent thoughts at times
Eb                     Cm
   I still tend to oversimplify
            Bb
Certain situations like the time
     Ab
She told me that she fucked him and I thought

I can't believe this,
        Bb
Did she not know that I loved her?
              C
I'm going to smash this bitches face in
 Bb
Find the cunt and stab the fucker
       Ab
Yeah, someone's
      Bb              Eb   Eb
Gonna die for this tonight


BREAK:
Cm                            Bb
  But you know that it's not right
                        Ab
To punish her when you couldn't

Ever say that you never did play your part
               Bb            Cm
You never did shit that you shouldn't

That you never did things
          Bb
That you said that you wouldn't

You never said shit
          Ab                        Ab
That you wished that you hadn't now


CHORUS:
            Eb                   Bb
On the way home, 26 to Cassland Road
                            Ab
But she doesn't want to get off there

No she doesn't want to stop there
                          Eb
But she doesn't want to go
                     Bb
Where tired lines repeat themselves
                         Ab            Ab
I love you's don't mean shit right now

C                       Bb
   Where tired lines repeat themselves
                         Ab
I love you's don't mean shit right now
                Fm               Ab  Eb
Shutting down. Fuck you, London. I'm out.


OUTRO:
Eb   Ab   Cm   Eb   Ab   Cm   Bb   Ab   Eb