The Menzingers – Burn After Writing (Guitar)

Half-Step Down (Eb-Ab-Db-Gb-Bb-Eb)
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Chords

Tuned a half step down - all chords relative to standard tuning. E - 022100 E5 - x799xx E/Eb - x798xx C#m7 - 9x99xx B5 - 7x99xx A - x0222x B - x24442 G#m - 466444 C#m - x46654 [Intro] E [Verse]
           E5      E/Eb    E5          C#m7
Here's to you, the same chords that I stole

        B5               E5
From a song that I once heard

        E/Eb  E5    C#m7                 B5
The same melody I borrowed from the void

              E5         E/Eb     E5     C#m7
I'd rather observe than structure a narrative

     B5             E5       E/Eb      E5     C#m7             
The characters are thin; the plot does not develop

    B5
It ends where it begins
[Interlude] E C#m B (x2) [Verse]
     E5               E/Eb   E5
It's on the screen, in paperbacks

   C#m7           B5
In section 8 and cul-de-sacs

  E5               E/Eb     E5                 
Electro haikus and drunk sonnets

    C#m7        B5     A    E
Are moving me along. Along.

E                     A    E  A
One, two, three, four!
[Chorus]
    E
You cut my hair

         G#m            B
You left red ink everywhere

                     A
Do my hands tell a story?

       B
Is it boring?

    E
You cut my hair

         G#m            B
You left red ink everywhere

                     A
Do my hands tell a story?

       B         E5  E/Eb  E5  C#m7  B5
Is it boring you?
[Verse]
          E5     E/Eb        E5
What I'd give to force your sigh

         C#m7     B5
What I'd give to see you cry

          E5      E/Eb   E5      
What I'd give for your caress

            C#m7
To see your blue cotton dress

B7                     E5
Balled up on the floor

        E/Eb E5           C#m7
Certain memories are the problem

         B5                     E5
Certain drunken lines are the shame

E/Eb   E5     C#m7
Seven hundred miles and four years

   B5                         A
I can't fight the flame; it burns.

A
And it burns and it burns and it burns.
[Chorus]
    E
You cut my hair

         G#m            B
You left red ink everywhere

                     A
Do my hands tell a story?

       B
Is it boring?

    E
You cut my hair

         G#m            B
You left red ink everywhere

                     A
Do my hands tell a story?

       B         E
Is it boring you?
[Outro]
B     C#m         E
Was I wishing on satellites?

B       C#m              E
Tell me how you've been doing that trick

B         C#m          E
I'm just wishing the flame away

B         C#m        E
Now I'm wishing the flame away.