Stay Happy There Chords by La Dispute
Tempo:
139.1 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
A
E
B
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[B] [C#]
[A] [E]
If I could play back [B] every moment to you now, [Bm] spent while sinking, swelling [E] up, pouring expensive garlic on the counter,
I'd say goodbye, [B] but here's the easy reply, [D] I'll doze off again for [E] goodnight, then eat up the [G] tangerines.
When [D] you say something is missing now, that's what came [C#m] back to me, normal morning spice, that's it, goodnight,
[Bm] gotta forget where I left it, making breakfast, [E] put coffee on the stove, [G] then scour every counter [Bm] for goodnight.
Don't be shy, don't be kind, somewhere still collected and for the bottle find,
but not anything [D] but me waiting for you [A] to throw away your [Bm] love.
We spent, we're thinking of a [D] big pot of sardines in that [C] pot, he's eating way [Bm] too much, I am terrified that he [D] doesn't feel peaceful with me.
[A] So where was I, [E] I feel high, right, [Bm] there's some woman on the edge, [D] well, one will dig out the ledge,
[C] and slap his back in your [B] 135, [E] [Bm] it's [E] alright, I [Bm] will fix whatever [F#m] is not [G] the sweetest in your heart,
but [Bm] sit [E] down, please sit down, here at the table, and we'll talk [G] somewhere clever, maybe try to open [Bm] the night.
I know things [A] aren't right, maybe we were never cut [Bm] out for the midwest life, maybe we'd have done this better on [A] the coast,
there [G] are symptoms [A] that I will [Bm] never know, I know you are getting tired of [A] my dreams, I guess I was never cut [Bm] out for the coast,
I was a teen few, but worried I would end up like [A] the products I ate in the smoke,
and somewhere the [B] wind blows, [A] [Em] [E]
somewhere a storm touches down [B] northern Hudsonville,
[A#] [G]
somewhere the coffee sucks the [Em] bubbles, and somewhere [D] the wind blows,
[A]
somewhere the river level's finally [Em] getting low, somewhere [D#] I'm off last [C] thought,
somewhere you'll miss me still, somewhere you'll know that I'm [B] gone,
somewhere [A] a radio [Em] is playing in [E] a living room, says the city last apostle, fix [B] the fridge,
somewhere [A#] the gear of the [G] rest of their introducing won't let all the rich hang from here in [Em] the kitchen,
I can [D] hear the neighbours [A] in the alley hanging linens, and the men collect the Christmas [E] industry,
you're speaking [D#] for me, but I cannot [C] understand, you look like me, you're smirking,
and my [B] life is bad, and we bet that we're cut by West, who did this for the rest of the chicks we don't collect,
that [G] we lose the whole game, yet we fight over the [B]
scum,
the cabin I had rented, he's got exactly no, he's in for Christmas,
this is my town, I'll miss you [C#m]
bitches,
I'll [Bm] kill you, I'm Brooklyn's,
right now, who [E] respect [G] this traffic on the ring,
I'm one in a million,
I'm [F#m] not in that [F#] mood,
everything is [Bm] happening at once,
[N]
[A] [E]
If I could play back [B] every moment to you now, [Bm] spent while sinking, swelling [E] up, pouring expensive garlic on the counter,
I'd say goodbye, [B] but here's the easy reply, [D] I'll doze off again for [E] goodnight, then eat up the [G] tangerines.
When [D] you say something is missing now, that's what came [C#m] back to me, normal morning spice, that's it, goodnight,
[Bm] gotta forget where I left it, making breakfast, [E] put coffee on the stove, [G] then scour every counter [Bm] for goodnight.
Don't be shy, don't be kind, somewhere still collected and for the bottle find,
but not anything [D] but me waiting for you [A] to throw away your [Bm] love.
We spent, we're thinking of a [D] big pot of sardines in that [C] pot, he's eating way [Bm] too much, I am terrified that he [D] doesn't feel peaceful with me.
[A] So where was I, [E] I feel high, right, [Bm] there's some woman on the edge, [D] well, one will dig out the ledge,
[C] and slap his back in your [B] 135, [E] [Bm] it's [E] alright, I [Bm] will fix whatever [F#m] is not [G] the sweetest in your heart,
but [Bm] sit [E] down, please sit down, here at the table, and we'll talk [G] somewhere clever, maybe try to open [Bm] the night.
I know things [A] aren't right, maybe we were never cut [Bm] out for the midwest life, maybe we'd have done this better on [A] the coast,
there [G] are symptoms [A] that I will [Bm] never know, I know you are getting tired of [A] my dreams, I guess I was never cut [Bm] out for the coast,
I was a teen few, but worried I would end up like [A] the products I ate in the smoke,
and somewhere the [B] wind blows, [A] [Em] [E]
somewhere a storm touches down [B] northern Hudsonville,
[A#] [G]
somewhere the coffee sucks the [Em] bubbles, and somewhere [D] the wind blows,
[A]
somewhere the river level's finally [Em] getting low, somewhere [D#] I'm off last [C] thought,
somewhere you'll miss me still, somewhere you'll know that I'm [B] gone,
somewhere [A] a radio [Em] is playing in [E] a living room, says the city last apostle, fix [B] the fridge,
somewhere [A#] the gear of the [G] rest of their introducing won't let all the rich hang from here in [Em] the kitchen,
I can [D] hear the neighbours [A] in the alley hanging linens, and the men collect the Christmas [E] industry,
you're speaking [D#] for me, but I cannot [C] understand, you look like me, you're smirking,
and my [B] life is bad, and we bet that we're cut by West, who did this for the rest of the chicks we don't collect,
that [G] we lose the whole game, yet we fight over the [B]
scum,
the cabin I had rented, he's got exactly no, he's in for Christmas,
this is my town, I'll miss you [C#m]
bitches,
I'll [Bm] kill you, I'm Brooklyn's,
right now, who [E] respect [G] this traffic on the ring,
I'm one in a million,
I'm [F#m] not in that [F#] mood,
everything is [Bm] happening at once,
[N]
Key:
Bm
A
E
B
G
Bm
A
E
[B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ If I could play back [B] every moment to you now, [Bm] spent while sinking, swelling [E] up, pouring expensive garlic on the counter,
I'd say goodbye, [B] but here's the easy reply, [D] I'll doze off again for [E] goodnight, then eat up the [G] tangerines.
_ When [D] you say something is missing now, that's what came [C#m] back to me, normal morning spice, that's it, goodnight,
[Bm] gotta forget where I left it, making breakfast, [E] put coffee on the stove, [G] then scour every counter [Bm] for goodnight.
_ Don't be shy, don't be kind, somewhere still collected and for the bottle find,
_ but not anything [D] but me waiting for you [A] to throw away your [Bm] love.
We spent, we're thinking of a [D] big pot of sardines in that [C] pot, he's eating way [Bm] too much, I am terrified that he [D] doesn't feel peaceful with me.
[A] So where was I, [E] I feel high, right, [Bm] there's some woman on the edge, [D] well, one will dig out the ledge,
[C] and slap his back in your [B] 135, [E] _ _ [Bm] it's [E] alright, I [Bm] will fix whatever [F#m] is not [G] the sweetest in your heart,
but [Bm] sit [E] down, please sit down, here at the table, and we'll talk [G] somewhere clever, maybe try to open [Bm] the night.
_ _ I know things [A] aren't right, maybe we were never cut [Bm] out for the midwest life, maybe we'd have done this better on [A] the coast,
there [G] are symptoms [A] that I will [Bm] never know, _ I know you are getting tired of [A] my dreams, I guess I was never cut [Bm] out for the coast,
I was a teen few, but worried I would end up like [A] the products I ate in the smoke,
and somewhere the [B] wind blows, _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _
_ somewhere a storm touches down [B] northern Hudsonville,
_ [A#] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ somewhere the coffee sucks the [Em] bubbles, and somewhere [D] the wind blows,
[A] _ _
_ somewhere the river level's finally [Em] getting low, somewhere [D#] I'm off last [C] thought,
somewhere you'll miss me still, somewhere you'll know that I'm [B] gone,
_ somewhere [A] a radio [Em] is playing in [E] a living room, says the city last apostle, fix [B] the fridge,
somewhere [A#] the gear of the [G] rest of their introducing won't let all the rich hang from here in [Em] the kitchen,
I can [D] hear the neighbours [A] in the alley hanging linens, and the men collect the Christmas [E] industry,
you're speaking [D#] for me, but I cannot [C] understand, you look like me, you're smirking,
and my [B] life is bad, and we bet that we're cut by West, who did this for the rest of the chicks we don't collect,
that [G] we lose the whole game, yet we fight over the [B]
scum,
the cabin I had rented, he's got exactly no, he's in for Christmas,
this is my town, I'll miss you [C#m]
bitches,
I'll [Bm] kill you, I'm Brooklyn's,
right now, who [E] respect [G] this traffic on the ring,
I'm one in a million,
I'm [F#m] not in that [F#] mood,
everything is [Bm] happening at once, _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ If I could play back [B] every moment to you now, [Bm] spent while sinking, swelling [E] up, pouring expensive garlic on the counter,
I'd say goodbye, [B] but here's the easy reply, [D] I'll doze off again for [E] goodnight, then eat up the [G] tangerines.
_ When [D] you say something is missing now, that's what came [C#m] back to me, normal morning spice, that's it, goodnight,
[Bm] gotta forget where I left it, making breakfast, [E] put coffee on the stove, [G] then scour every counter [Bm] for goodnight.
_ Don't be shy, don't be kind, somewhere still collected and for the bottle find,
_ but not anything [D] but me waiting for you [A] to throw away your [Bm] love.
We spent, we're thinking of a [D] big pot of sardines in that [C] pot, he's eating way [Bm] too much, I am terrified that he [D] doesn't feel peaceful with me.
[A] So where was I, [E] I feel high, right, [Bm] there's some woman on the edge, [D] well, one will dig out the ledge,
[C] and slap his back in your [B] 135, [E] _ _ [Bm] it's [E] alright, I [Bm] will fix whatever [F#m] is not [G] the sweetest in your heart,
but [Bm] sit [E] down, please sit down, here at the table, and we'll talk [G] somewhere clever, maybe try to open [Bm] the night.
_ _ I know things [A] aren't right, maybe we were never cut [Bm] out for the midwest life, maybe we'd have done this better on [A] the coast,
there [G] are symptoms [A] that I will [Bm] never know, _ I know you are getting tired of [A] my dreams, I guess I was never cut [Bm] out for the coast,
I was a teen few, but worried I would end up like [A] the products I ate in the smoke,
and somewhere the [B] wind blows, _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _
_ somewhere a storm touches down [B] northern Hudsonville,
_ [A#] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ somewhere the coffee sucks the [Em] bubbles, and somewhere [D] the wind blows,
[A] _ _
_ somewhere the river level's finally [Em] getting low, somewhere [D#] I'm off last [C] thought,
somewhere you'll miss me still, somewhere you'll know that I'm [B] gone,
_ somewhere [A] a radio [Em] is playing in [E] a living room, says the city last apostle, fix [B] the fridge,
somewhere [A#] the gear of the [G] rest of their introducing won't let all the rich hang from here in [Em] the kitchen,
I can [D] hear the neighbours [A] in the alley hanging linens, and the men collect the Christmas [E] industry,
you're speaking [D#] for me, but I cannot [C] understand, you look like me, you're smirking,
and my [B] life is bad, and we bet that we're cut by West, who did this for the rest of the chicks we don't collect,
that [G] we lose the whole game, yet we fight over the [B]
scum,
the cabin I had rented, he's got exactly no, he's in for Christmas,
this is my town, I'll miss you [C#m]
bitches,
I'll [Bm] kill you, I'm Brooklyn's,
right now, who [E] respect [G] this traffic on the ring,
I'm one in a million,
I'm [F#m] not in that [F#] mood,
everything is [Bm] happening at once, _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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