Poison Oak Bright Eyes
Bright Eyes - "Poison Oak"
('I'm Wide Awake It's Morning', 2005)
Tabbed by Hal
halburger@hotmail.com
[Eb] [Absus2]
[Eb] [Absus2]
[Eb]Poison oak, some boyhood brave[Absus2]ry
When th[Eb]e telephone was a tin can on a st[Absus2]ring
And I[Cm] fell asleep with you still talking to me[Bb]
You said you weren't af[Eb]raid to die[Absus2]
[Eb] [Absus2]
In p[Eb]olaroids you were dressed in women's clo[Absus2]thes
Were you[Eb] made ashamed, why'd you lock them in the dr[Absus2]awer?
Wel[Cm]l I don't think that I ever loved you m[Bb]ore
Than when you tu[Eb]rned away
When you sla[Absus2]mmed the door
When you s[Eb]tole a car drove, towards M[Absus2]exico
And you wr[Eb]ote bad checks just to f[Absus2]ill your arm
I was y[Cm]oung enough, I still bel[Bb]ieved in war
[Eb] [Absus2]
[Eb] [Absus2]
[Bb]But let the poets cry themselves to s[Cm]leep
[Bb]And all their tearful words would turn back into s[Cm]team
But me, I'm a s[Eb]ingle cell on a s[Absus2]erpent's tongue
And there's a m[Eb]uddy field where a g[Absus2]arden was
And I'm glad you [Eb]got away
But I'm still st[Absus2]uck out here
My clothes are s[Cm]oaking wet from your br[Bb]other's tears
[Eb] [Absus2]
[Eb] [Absus2]
[Bb]And I never thought this life was possib[Cm]le
[Bb]You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting fo[Cm]r
The end of par[Eb]alysis I was a st[Absus]atuet[2]te
Now I'm dr[Eb]unk as hell on a pi[Absus2]ano bench
And when I p[Eb]ress the keys it all g[Absus2]ets reversed
The sound of l[Cm]oneliness makes me [Bb]happier
[Eb] [Absus2]
[Eb] [Absus2]
[Eb] [Absus2]
[Eb] [Absus2]
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