Аккорды Death Cab For Cutie - Fake Frowns

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Tuning - standard

C/G - 332010
D/F#- 2x023x
Am/B- x20210 don't know what to call that
E - 022100
F - x33210
G - 320033
intro

C/G           D/F#            Am
 Bent at the knees, a last resort
               E              C/G
 Backfired and made things worse
             D/F#               Am
 Once on the bus, it was quite possible
              E            C/G
 You'd be the jailhouse queen
           D/F#                   Am
 Jury and judge were screaming to hang
               F     E     C/G
 You spat the sweat from brow
                D/F#                      Am
 He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work
            F    E
 It had to end right now

Chorus
Am    G          F
   I can't drive straight
Am     G         F     E
   Counting your fake frowns


C/G      D/F#           Am
 Focusing in, details a must
                E          C/G
 Trying to make each one count
            D/F#                 Am
 All on your fingers stopping at ten
            E         C/G
 Magistrate keyed in now
           D/F#                   Am
 Jury and judge were screaming to hang
               F     E     C/G
 You spat the sweat from brow
                D/F#                     Am
 He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work
            F    E     
 It had to end right now

Am  G          F
 I can't drive straight
Am   G         F    E
 Counting your fake frowns
Am   G         F
 I can't drive straight
Am   G         F    E
 Counting your fake frowns

(F   Am Am/B) x5 

F                                Am Am/B
 We can't keep your interest now
F                             Am Am/B
 Increasing pixels and sound
F                                Am Am/B
 We can't keep your interest now
F                             Am Am/B
 Increasing pixels and sound
(F  Am Am/B)x2

(C/G  D/F#  Am  E)x2

C/G             D/F#                   Am
   Jury and judge were screaming to hang
               F     E     C/G
 You spat the sweat from brow
                D/F#                     Am
 He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work
            F    E     
 It had to end right
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