Interpol – Obstacle 1 (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]
F              Am               F               Am
I wish i could eat the salt off your last faded lips

F                  Am               F               Am
We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm

F                  Am               F               Am
We can top the old lines clay-making that nothing else will change.

F                         Am                                      F
But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad

F              Am               F               Am
Oh, she's bad
[Chorus]
Fmaj7                                C/B         Am                  Cmaj7
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this face again

Fmaj7                     C/B    Am                  Cmaj7
You go stabbing yourself in the neck

Fmaj7                                C/B             Am                   Cmaj7
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, and I'll never see this place again

Fmaj7                     C/B       Am                  Cmaj7
And you go stabbing yourself in the neck
[Verse 2]
F                       Am                       F               Am
We can find new ways of living make playing only logical harm

F                             Am               F                 Am
And we can top the old times, clay-making that nothing else will change.

F                                       Am             F               
But she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad

          Am
Oh, she's bad
[Chorus]
Fmaj7                                C/B         Am                  Cmaj7
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this face again

Fmaj7                     C/B    Am                  Cmaj7
You go stabbing yourself in the neck

Fmaj7                                C/B             Am                   Cmaj7
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, and I'll never see this place again

Fmaj7                     C/B       Am                  Cmaj7
And you go stabbing yourself in the neck
[Bridge]
F                        Am     F    Am
It's in the way that she posed,

            F                          Am     F    Am
it's in the things that she puts in my head

                F                Am
Her stories are boring and stuff.

             F                Am
She's always calling my bluff.

              F                         Cmaj7
She puts the, she puts the weights into my little heart,

        F                       Cmaj7
And she gets in my room and she takes it apart.

F                         Cmaj7
She puts the weights into my little heart,

       F                         Cmaj7
I said she puts the weights into my little heart.
F Am
                 F   Am
She packs it away

F                             Cmaj7
It's in the way that she walks

              F            Cmaj7
Her heaven is never enough

             F                  Cmaj7
She puts the weights in my heart

             F                         Cmaj7
She puts, oh she puts the weights into my little heart.