Hi! This is my first Tab, so if I've made any mistakes let me know! Cadd4 is just a C with an f on the high e string added. I'm not sure if it's actually the correct name for the chord so correct me if I'm wrong. Also, this is an acoustic version I made by listening to the original song as well as an acoustic rendition of it, so it likely doesn't exactly match either. I use almost all barre chords except the intro and very end. Intro: Cadd4 C (X6) Cadd4 C What's the bullshit for? Cadd4 C Verbal battlefield. Syllables of war. C I shut myself off. It happens again. C G F# You're not my friend. You're not my friend. You're not my friend. C G A F (X2) switch to barre chords C G A The winter knocked down my door like a selfish bitch F C I'm glad that you haven't got your wish G in the cold, all alone, I've been thinking of A F everyone but you. C And it feels like seventh grade again G and none of this will ever end A I'm just your public malcontent F another extraneous trend. C Don't try to be like me G because I'm not one to compete A F to obtain the status of a symbol of idolatry. Chorus: A F C This time I'd really rather be alone. G Can we forget this? I can just go home. A F F G This time I'd really rather be alone. C G A Acting unaffected by this hand of fate. F C Saying "everything's ok!" with a straight face. G A F G I remember when you said I could count on your for anything. C ...and I still hold on. G You'll hold off and play another dumb charade again. A F I'm driving my car home and never walking in the rain again. C G I miss the smell of Taco Bell and places that we knew too well. F Driving me crazy. Driving me crazy. Driving me crazy. F Driving me crazy! Chorus: A F C This time I'd really rather be alone. A Can we forget this mess and just go home? A F G G# This time I'd really rather be alone. A G F A I'm bleeding profusely from my insides C Em G A While you're smiling 'cause you're stealing all of my best lines. G F G I'm doubled over and I'm taking my own side. C Em G Over and over again. I'm so useless. Em A G F Em Now you're becoming everything. Dm Em F (Well was I ever anything?) C Em G Everyone I love always leaves me. Em A G F Em My judgment's been off every time. Dm Em F (You're words will always still be mine) Chorus: A F C This time I'd really rather be alone. G Can we forget this? I could just go home. A F G G# This time I'd really rather be alone. A G F A I'm bleeding profusely from my insides C Em G A While you're smiling 'cause you're stealing all of my best lines. G F G I'm doubled over and I'm taking my own side. Ska upstrokes pattern here C G A And how I'll be slapped on crowded streets. Em Dm And in some lame cry of defeat Em I'll open up Dm I'll shout it loud: G C "Fuck that! Turn off the new sound!" G A I'll be slapped on crowded streets. Em Dm And in some lame cry of defeat Em I'll open up Dm I'll shout it loud: Em F Dm "Fuck that! Turn off the new sound! Fuck that!" Em C Dm "Fuck that! Turn off the new sound! Fuck that!" Em F G "Fuck that! Turn off the new sound!" 1234 Chorus: C Em G Over and over again. I'm so useless. Em A G F Em Now you're becoming everything. Dm Em F (Well was I ever anything?) C Em G Everyone I love always hates me. Em A G F Em Dm My judgment's off this time (for the last time.) C Em G No one in this world is ever listening.(What's left beside me now?) A G F Em Dm Em F Pay attention now. Pay attention now. C Em G Em No one in this world is ever listening.(Pay attention. Pay attention.) A F G Pay attention now. Better, pay attention now. C Now. Now. Now. For this part, I keep playing the C chord, but change the bass note, like this
E|---------------------------------------------|
B|-1----------1-----1-----------------------1--|
G|---------------------------------------------|
D|-2----------2-----2-----------------------2--|
A|-3----3-3-3-2-2-2-0-0-0-------------------3--|
E|------------------------3-3-3-2-2-2-1-1-1----|
C C At home alone again all night. (At home alone again all night...) C Expect the worst and you'll be right.
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