Chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)
"Even Trophy Boys and Girls Sing the Blues"
by Less Than Jake
Album "In With the Out Crowd"
Tabbed/Chorded by swaid
Chords:
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA BB C#C# C majorC
e|---------------|
BB|---------------|
G+G|-9-7-----6--5--|
D MajorD|-9-7-7-9-6--5--|
A augmentedA|-7-5-7-9-4--3--|
E MajorE|-----5-7-------|
The Notes for the lead-in before every verse are B, A, BB followed by the verse chords
Intro:
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA
Verse 1:
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA
Sometimes my head gets so crazy from all this contemplating
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA
So different from the mistakes I've been making and tragedies we're facing...
Pre-Chorus 1:
D MajorD A augmentedA E MajorE BB
So tell me can money buy your point of view?
D MajorD A augmentedA E MajorE BB
Even trophy boys and girls sing the blues
Chorus 1:
A augmentedA E MajorE BB
The things that you're haunted by; you're in so high Inside your candy-coated life
A augmentedA E MajorE BB
When perfect isn't making sense, When perfect makes you sick!
fill:
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA
Verse 2:
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA
I'm so tired with my hands always shaking And I've been concentrating
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA
On how my seconds I can go without breathing Or days i can go without feeling
Pre-Chorus 2:
D MajorD A augmentedA E MajorE BB
So tell me again, how your parents fucked you up!
D MajorD A augmentedA E MajorE BB
With traditions from the bluest blood!
Chorus 2:
A augmentedA E MajorE BB
The things that you're haunted by; you're in so high Inside your candy-coated life
A augmentedA E MajorE BB
When perfect isn't making sense When perfect's making you feel sick
A augmentedA E MajorE BB
Your life is in a constant panic Perfect package turning tragic
A augmentedA E MajorE BB C majorC C#C#
Seems to make a perfect fit Of how empty your perfect life has been
Bridge:
C#C# A augmentedA BB
C#C# A augmentedA BB
Verse 3:
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA
I'm so tired with my hands always shaking And I've been concentrating
E MajorE D MajorD A augmentedA
So different from the mistakes I've been making and tragedies we're facing...
Pre-Chorus 3:
D MajorD A augmentedA E MajorE BB
So tell me can money buy your point of view?
D MajorD A augmentedA E MajorE BB
Even trophy boys and girls sing the blues
Chorus 3:
A augmentedA E MajorE BB
The things that you're haunted by; you're in so high Inside your candy-coated life
A augmentedA E MajorE BB
When perfect isn't making sense When perfect's making you feel sick
A augmentedA E MajorE BB
Your life is in a constant panic Perfect package turning tragic
A augmentedA E MajorE BB E MajorE
Seems to make a perfect fit Of how empty your perfect life has been