Kevin Devine – Youll Only End Up Joining Them (Guitar)

there's a riff that i tabed out between the F and Dm relative to the capo
 (i noted it)
e|---1---------1-----------------------------|
B|---1---------3-----------------------------|
G|---2---------2-----------------------------|
D|---3--3-2-0--0-----------------------------|
A|---3---------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------|

C                                       F   
Tonight I'm posed and popping like a peacock

               Dm                                 G
I'm pressing flesh, I'm smiling big, my spinning head sings "Stop, just stop"

             F               G
Cause what used to calm me down

              E               Am
Just rips my life to ribbons now

             F                 G                   C
So I keep smiling, I find my window and quick cut out

   C                                        F
These days my hangman's hunger makes my gut kick

             Dm
My sleeping mind, could map it blind

         F               G
I try to will myself away

              E                      Am
While shouting habits plead their case

            F                     G
So when the sun sears through my eyes

             E                Am
My beggar's brain can't compromise

              F                 G                   C
I splash cold water, I draw the curtains, I stay inside

            C7               E7                     Am     G     F(riff)Dm
And I can't say that it's a sickness, more like a stranger I ask in

           C7             E7
And later realize, was a strangler

         Am     G        F(riff)Dm
Slipping nooses in my den

          F           G                       E               Am
But I was lonely so I asked him, "*Could* you tie that one on me?"

          F                G                C
It wasn't his fault, I was eager, and I was weak

        C7                E7
So as I inch towards resolution

            Am          G         F(riff)Dm
Yea I'm not sure which life feels right

         C7                  E7
A narrow noose or the wading water

            Am          G      F(riff)Dm
The hanging head, sore open eyes

           F               G
my brother michael he went one way

           E                 Am
And at the fork I heard him say

           F               G             C
"Don't you follow, don't go making my mistakes"

      F                  G
And I realized what he meant

              E                   Am
Don't kill yourself to raise the dead

         F                G               C
It never works you'll only end up joining them