Rilo Kiley – Accidntel Deth (Guitar)

            A                       E
you're obsessed with finding a new brain

               D            A
but what you need is a new body

                D                  A              E
it feels your brain has lived a thousand lives before

          A                 E
and the skin you call your home

          D                              A
holds a heart that quits and knees that buckle in

      D                A                   E
and lungs that can't breathe when they're alone

         A                       E
and the days come to you like sailors

           D                   A
you watch them as they drift away

                D     A             E 
they meet the sunrise out at the horizon

           A                E
and it's neither sink nor swim

               A                   E
at least the water's beneath your chin.

          A                    E
there's blood spilled on the floor

              D                  A
everyone's staring at you, what for?

            D           A                E
until you realize the blood is probably yours

                  A                          E
you feel you've lost something, you want it back

           D                  A
you lie emotionless on your back

          D                  A       E
and your legs aren't taking anymore requests

          A         E
those disobedient wrecks

          D                      A
how you cared for them as they carried you

       D             A            E
from class to class and coast to coast

                 A                     E
when you owned land and when you were broke

          A             E
through recessions and addictions

                D          A 
it's just your accidental death

       D         A 
your accidental death

                 D          A
it's just your accidental death

             D              E      A
you're the indian in the cougar's nest.

        A                 E
your fright gives way to memory

       D                    A
having coffee with your love

          D                A            E
or the story your father told you long ago

          A                    E
he was hunting with his own father

      D                    A
for deer he pointed and spotted her

           D                A             E
and then tripped over some roots or some dead trees

     A             E
the gun went off, it was a mistake

        D                A
and my father was only eight

           D                 A
and as he watched the dying deer,

        E
he was changed.

                 A                   E
'cause he felt sorry for what he'd done

        A            E
and he put down his gun

                A                     E
will you feel sorry for what you've done?

          A             E
will you put down your gun?

                   A          D
cause there's no accidental death

                   D             E       A
when you're the indian in the cougar's nest