Los Campesinos! – I Just Sighed I Just Sighed Just So You Know (Guitar)

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This is how I play the song! Suggestions and corrections welcome. (This song is very complicated, so I tried my best! Definitely not 100% right) [Intro] Bb [Verse 1]
Dm
First and foremost, don't let it be said

       F               Am
I am writing this at 7:10 am

        Dm
On the hard dry tarmac of a vacant forecourt

F                                  Am
Astronomically speaking, it's the first day of autumn

        Dm
But the sun is hanging 'round like summer's hungover

          F                              Am
They'll knock the garage down and build flats where I sit

       Dm
The traffic's so persistent that it barely registers

         F                         Am
And it smells like a mix between petrol and dog shit
[Chorus]
Bb          Am                C                 Dm
Just let me be the one that keeps track of the moles on your back

Bb                    F        Am               C
I just sighed, the universe replied, "Let this pass you by"
[Verse 2]
Dm                                    F               Am
Sometimes it's just enough to know I keep him on his toes

            Dm                                        F                Am
Is he as sympathetic as me to the untimely demise of your synthetic clothes?

                 Dm                                       F                  Am
I've displayed marriage proposals on the Jumbotrons of ballgames you've not been at

               Dm                          F                           Am
I've written eulogies in guestbooks of galleries in the hope that you might pass
[Chorus]
Bb          Am                C                 Dm
Just let me be the one that keeps track of the moles on your back

Bb                    F        Am               C
I just sighed, the universe replied, "Let this pass you by"
[Bridge]
Dm                                  C#
She, nervous and barefoot, chats to me at the front door

F                                  Am
He, boyfriend, inside's a saint, becoming a martyr

     Dm                                     C#
Me rolling, writhing on the floor, stared daggers pulled from my thoracic wall

F         C         Gm      F         C          Gm         Bb   F    Gm    Bb C
  When I hold sea shells to my ears, I'm pretty sure I can hear you
[Verse 3]
Dm
He gave a gift of the Faber Book of Love Poems

F              Am                         Dm
Annotated the ones he thought applied the most
Not gonna win you round with prose
     F                          Am
If anyone should know then it's I should know (Oh-oh)

F
Girl, there must be a reason you let it slip

Gm
Went to the point of sending the message

Am
Six months of visceral Catherine Wheels

Bb                     C
Kissing carnivores to make it seem like less of a deal
[Chorus]
Bb          Am                C                 Dm
Just let me be the one that keeps track of the moles on your back

Bb                    F        Am               C
I just sighed, the universe replied, "Let this pass you by"
[Bridge]
    Dm                       C#
I promise after this I will pick up the phone book

      F                                Am
And choose the name that my eyes fall upon on their first look

Dm                                C#
Aim all of my poorly composed declarations there in the future

F          C        Gm          F             Gm  Bb     
   I'm so sorry to have to put you through a lifetime of 

C                     Gm            
Dedications that you never desired
[Pre-Outro] Dm C F Am
         Dm       C      F          Am       Bb F C Am Bb F C Am
And this one sentence bludgeons me over the head

               Dm
(Okay) I'm a little bit drunk, and I mean just a little bit

    F
No lush in denial, only rather coquettish

      Dm
I'm fifteen years old and my parents' only son

         F
Like I barely survived a girls' school education

Gm
Prettier now that you've grown your hair long

       Bb
I'm a slip of a man since I cut mine all off
[Outro]
            Dm     C      Bb                Dm F Bb
Please just let me be the one to keep track

            Dm     C      Bb                Dm F Bb F    Bb
Of the freckles and the moles on your back