Pond – Spokes (Guitar)

Db               Bb
she tattooed her failures on her arms

Fm        Gb
which ran wrists to shoulderblades

Db            Bb
she wore them above her charm bracelet

Fm           Gb
given to her on her birthday

Db             Bb
a silver wrist bound carousel

Fm           Gb
given to her by her father

Db             Bb
so bright back then but tarnished since,

Fm             Gb
she used to be the favorite daughter

Eb      Cb
that no longer applies

Eb         Cb
expiration date went by

Eb          Cb
you used to be so pretty

Db       Bb
knuckles crack from faulty swings

Fm      Gb
leaving memories of him

Db           Bb
imprinted in the purple yellow browns

Fm      Gb
that only recently began

Db           Bb
to fade back to the colors

Fm             Gb
you are really supposed to be

Db          Bb
in sickened ways you guiltily

Fm         Gb
found them to be so pretty

Eb             Cb
your long face wears long sleeves

Eb             Cb
to hide what's underneath

Eb            Cb
everyone just thinks your clumsy

D               Bm
the blue backed cards could only be

F#m      G
used for flimsy construction

D             Bm
after he took the royalty

F#m       G
and lined his spokes with them

D      Bm
ferris wheels of noble men

F#m       G
spray out the perfect rhythm

D             Bm
the dirt hill jumps were always best

F#m      G
he found out by the prison

Em                C
that's where your real father lives

Em                C
he didn't go down with his ship

Em                C
that's just what your mother told you