Bright Eyes - The Vanishing Act Chords

 
         
         
         
         
X
X
2
3
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
10 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
2 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1

12 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
2
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
7 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
1
1
1
9 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
2
11 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X
         
         
         
         
3
2
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
         
         
         
         
2
1
3
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
7 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1

10 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Intro

A- 555 444 1s3 -after last open note start strumming Dm DmWere you surprised that we never spoke? That in the still of the night, when nothing stirs I woke and I gathered up some clothes I never planned on this but it's the way it goes And now it all seems so familiar Like pages turned on calendars We get the same twelve months to fuck things up Year after year And I can't believe how down I am Like the well I'm being lowered in Now water stops, the bucket drops us farther and farther down BmWell, I guess that you never knew me Or at Gleast not well enough So I Dmfill my gut with that dark red wine Until my brain shuts off and my eyes go blind You won't see me there in that thick black air, yeah I'll finally make something disappear Because I've beenBm practicing disappearing And i tGhink that I've got it down DmBut now there is no sun, just a cellar Nowhere is sky, it's just that black, black dirt Expanding outwards, just echoes for answers Not that it matters if it's back or it's forwards Unhappy lovers with baskets of flowers use them as markers The place where your bed once stood in a time when it still felt good But you'Bmll get that feeling back Yeah, you justG need some time to think DmAnd to add up the hell, get it straight in your mind But to calculate loss, that may take some time But I'm Bmsure you'll get to feeling better Yeah, I juGst need some time to drink DmAnd so I'll fill my gut with that blood red wine Until my insides swim and my veins unwind I'll be lying there in that hot white air Once that something is gone It might never reappear