The Shins – Spilt Needles (Guitar)

Capo 3 Video Lesson
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Chords

This version one is played with a capo, taken from the way this girl plays it: By the way: The name of this song is Spilt Needles, but it also known as "Split Needles". Intro chords (x2): Bm G Em G Bm G D Asus2
Bm          G         Em       G
I've done myself an impossible crime

Bm     G              D        Asus2
Had to paint myself a hole and fall inside

Bm      G             Em        G
If it's far enough in sight and rhyme

Bm       G            D         Asus2           G
I get to wear another dress and count in time

    D         Asus2       G                 
Oh, won't you do me the favor, man,

     D      Asus2   G
Of forgiving my, 

  D   Asus2      G
polymorphing opinion here,

         D        Asus2
On your vague outline,
G Bm G Em G Bm G D Asus2
Bm          G            Em       G
I'll find myself another burning gate

Bm     G                D              Asus2
A pretty face, a vague idea I can't relate

Bm              G                Em       G
And this is what you get for pulling pins

Bm          G               D          Asus2  G
Another hole inside the hole you're in

      D         Asus2        G
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars

      D          Asus2   G
Of a blind man's bike

    D         Asus2          G
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind

        D       Asus2
On the rolling mind

G                  
La la la la laa
Bm G Em G Bm G D Asus2 D 2x
     D     A    G
They want you to decide,

A        C      D  
Eventually, it happens,

      A    G        D
Some gather on one side,

      A     C              D            
With all their pearly snapping,

     D      A            G
They close the basement door,

   A     C    D
It sets our teeth to chatter,

    A     G      D
You never saw it before,

    A
But now that hardly matters,

       Bm7            D         
You're old enough, boy,

         Bm7                D
Too many summers you've enjoyed,

    Bm7                  D                           A
So spin the wheel, We'll set you up with some odd convictions,

                       G
Because you're finally golden, boy,
Bm G, Em G Bm G, D Asus2
      D         Asus2        G
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars

      D          Asus2   G
Of a blind man's bike

    D        Asus2           G
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind

        D       Asus2      G
On the rolling mind