Even Trophy Boys And Girls Sing The Blues chords by Less Than Jake

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

"Even Trophy Boys and Girls Sing the Blues"
by Less Than Jake
Album "In With the Out Crowd"
Tabbed/Chorded by swaid

 Chords:
   E D A B C# C
e|---------------|
B|---------------|
G|-9-7-----6--5--|
D|-9-7-7-9-6--5--|
A|-7-5-7-9-4--3--|
E|-----5-7-------|

The Notes for the lead-in before every verse are B, A, B followed by the verse chords


Intro:
E D A
E D A


Verse 1:
E                                    D              A
Sometimes my head gets so crazy from all this contemplating
E                                                   D               A
So different from the mistakes I've been making and tragedies we're facing...


Pre-Chorus 1:
               D  A  E                 B
So tell me can money buy your point of view?
     D      A        E              B
Even trophy boys and girls sing the blues


Chorus 1:
                       A                  E            B
The things that you're haunted by; you're in so high Inside your candy-coated life
     A             E                  B
When perfect isn't making sense, When perfect makes you sick!


fill:
E D A
E D A


Verse 2:
E                                             D               A
I'm so tired with my hands always shaking And I've been concentrating
E                                               D                     A
On how my seconds I can go without breathing Or days i can go without feeling


Pre-Chorus 2:
            D     A        E                  B
So tell me again, how your parents fucked you up!
        D A     E               B
With traditions from the bluest blood!


Chorus 2:
                       A                  E            B
The things that you're haunted by; you're in so high Inside your candy-coated life
     A             E                  B
When perfect isn't making sense When perfect's making you feel sick
     A            E               B
Your life is in a constant panic Perfect package turning tragic
A               E                  B                  C         C#
Seems to make a perfect fit Of how empty your perfect life has been


Bridge:
C# A B
C# A B


Verse 3:
E                                             D               A
I'm so tired with my hands always shaking And I've been concentrating
E                                                   D               A
So different from the mistakes I've been making and tragedies we're facing...


Pre-Chorus 3:
               D  A  E                 B
So tell me can money buy your point of view?
     D      A        E              B
Even trophy boys and girls sing the blues


Chorus 3:
                       A                  E            B
The things that you're haunted by; you're in so high Inside your candy-coated life
     A             E                  B
When perfect isn't making sense When perfect's making you feel sick
     A            E               B
Your life is in a constant panic Perfect package turning tragic
A               E                  B                           E
Seems to make a perfect fit Of how empty your perfect life has been