of Montreal – Last Rites At The Jane Hotel (Guitar)

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[Intro] B F# B F# D E B F# B F# D E B F# B F# D E Am [Verse 1]
Bm                      A   G
  Other people can be so disappointing

   Bm                 A  D  G
I need to spend more time alone

     Bm                     A         G
What gives us the right to be so depressing?

  Bm            D   A    D        G
224 West 16th Street was our cathedral
[Refrain]
      F#m             Bm                     F#m                    G
These tears I cry for you must prove that I'm not the demon that I'm meant to be
[Verse 2]
Bm                                         A           G
  You say you love me though, just like you, I'm too shady

                 Bm                                 A  D              G
Knowing what you know, it must be hard to trust someone who's so similar to yourself

                    Bm                           A      G
Don't you know it's pointless to try and bully me into caring more

                               Bm                         A       D G
It's through no fault of your own, it's really just the boredom of being someone's captive
[Refrain]
      F#m             Bm                     F#m                    G
These tears I cry for you must prove that I'm not the demon that I'm meant to be

D#m C#maj7
       Drinking at the Jane hotel

D#m     C#maj7
   'Til it was overrun by terrible people

D#m   C#maj7
   We heard him say his name from the train

F#                              G
As usual, eyes dead from anti-anxiety meds

                 G#           A              G#
And the old gang grasping for air that's not there
[Bridge]
G#          E  G#        A#
Seeking out my own authentic

E         F#7
season in hell

          B
Though it doesn't feel quite as pompous

E               F#
At least not as I can

E               F#
At least not as I can tell
[Intro callback]
B    F#
Dream

B    F#
Dream
D E [Middle 8]
D                        A
The misery loop that you sent me on

   D                    Em
It wrecked me for other summers

            D                Em
But now that I am free and almost alone

        F#m             A
Down in Chelsea, I feel better
[Verse 3]
    Bm                                 A        G
Why would you ask? Why should you care how I'm doing?

       Bm                  A         D       G
Do I bother you with those kinds of vapid questions anymore?

  Bm                                   A        G
I wanna matter, I wanna be your friend, not a poison

              Bm                  A D         G
This kind of love, our kind of love is so demoralizing
[Refrain]
      F#m             Bm                     F#m                    A#           B
These tears I cry for you must prove that I'm not the demon that I'm meant to be
[Bridge]
G#          E  G#        A#
Seeking out my own authentic

E         F#7
season in hell

          B
Though it doesn't feel quite as pompous

E               F#
At least not as I can

E               F#
At least not as I can tell
[Bridge]
G#          E  G#        A#
Seeking out my own authentic

E         F#7
season in hell

          B
Though it doesn't feel quite as caustic

E               F#
At least not as I can

E               F#
At least not as I can

E               F#
At least not as I can tell
[Outro] B F# B F# D E B F# B F# D E B F# B F# D E E E B