Hands Like Houses – This Aint No Place For Animals (Guitar)

C#m
  The gasoline is mixing with the oxygen

B
  In this carousel, the silence is so surreal

C#m
  I've been misled through empty streets to the

B
Heart that never beats of a body that I can't keep

C#m                                    A         B
  We're blessed with these horrors for highways

           C#m                                      A
This city turns, no longer content to just brush shoulders

B         F#m  E   C#m
  Have we lost our touch?

C#m
  A light goes on

    B                  C#m
The scars just don't heal the same, when we collide

C#m                                 A  
  I'd never say that we step to the other side 

   B                              
To keep us from brushing shoulders

C#m                                A                    B
  But it's collisions we need to remind us that we're alive

A                        B
  I'd never say that you make me sick, but you're

C#m
Turning all the questions to cancers

A                      B
  Someone call in the emergency and we'll 

C#m
Peel back the dressings so we can see

A                             B
  The kind of things that the surgeons see

         C#m                          G#m
When the blood work won't give us the answers

A                              B                     C#m
  They'll never tell us, cause they don't know whats

C#m          A  B 
killing us

C#m                                                     
  My heart's at a million miles an hour as we 

              C/G#
Brace for the impact, it makes time stand still

C#m                                             
  Forcing momentum into a moment so for a

       C/G#
Split second, I see your face

C#m
  In between all the broken glass hanging like a mobile

C/G#
This is a picture we'll never quite forget

C#m
  The surgeons pick, they pick at my body 

C#m
  The surgeons pick, they pick at my body 

E                                      G#m
  Their fingers dance, they dance all around me

C#m
  Hold still while they pick at my body 

E                                      G#m
  Their fingers dance, they dance all around me

A
  Hold still while they pick at my body

B         C#m             (G#m)
  They'll dance all around me

A                            B      C#m    G#m
  Breathe your anesthetic words to slow us down.

A                                    B
  Tear back the skin to find, to chase a pulse back home.