The Maine

Lovely Sad

The Maine


Tom: D

Intro:

          A                   Bm                 D              A
E|-----0-------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|----2------2-------|---3-----3-------|---3-----3-------|---2-----2-------|
G|--------2----2---2-|-----4-----4---4-|-----2-----2---2-|-----2-----2---2-|
D|----------2----2---|-------4-----4---|-0-----0-----0---|-------2-----2---| x4
A|--0----------------|-2---------------|-----------------|-0---------------|
E|-------------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|

Verse: (Do Intro)

Ugly little feelings crawl inside my head
What’s the point of leaving this California king-sized bed                                   
What-ifs and the should- haves they start to eat my brain                                 
The shadow of my youth has made the sun go black again                                                 


  Bm              D                  A
I look around and I don’t see the prettiest things
     Bm              D                        A                                                      
The evil thoughts upstairs they don’t need company
      Bm              D                A                 D
This broken glass it reflects back the person I’ve become and now
 

E|-------------------|-----------------| e|---------------------|
B|------2----2-------|---2-------------| B|------2----2---------|
G|--------2----2---2-|-----2-----2-----| x3 then G|--------2----2---2---|
D|----------2----2---|-------2-----2---| D|----------2----2-----|
A|--0----------------|-0-------0-----0-| A|--0----------------0-|
E|-------------------|-----------------| E|---------------------|

Here I am, I feel numb 
On the fence, on the run 
Spill my guts, what an act
I am sad but to me I’m lovely sad


A-Bm-D-A x4


A         Bm      D                A
Imaginary numbers control the ones we love
A              Bm     D               A
Fooled by affectation and something up above
A                      Bm                             D                      A
If you’re in love with diamonds a simple death you’re dying a wasted life to me
A                      Bm                         D                      A
‘Cause here we are all liars just hopin’ to get higher than everyone we meet
Bm               D                       A
Huxley said we live together but we’re always by ourselves
    Bm                      D                       A 
And if you don’t like this type of weather you can move to someplace else
    Bm           D           A                D
Significance is really found underneath your couch so now

 



E|-------------------|-----------------| e|---------------------|
B|------2----2-------|---2-------------| B|------2----2---------|
G|--------2----2---2-|-----2-----2-----| x3 then G|--------2----2---2---|
D|----------2----2---|-------2-----2---| D|----------2----2-----|
A|--0----------------|-0-------0-----0-| A|--0----------------0-|
E|-------------------|-----------------| E|---------------------|

Here you are, feeling numb 
On the fence, On the run 
Down and out, such a trap 
We’re all sad but, to me were lovely sad

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