Map Of The World Chords by Monsters Of Folk
Tempo:
93.35 bpm
Chords used:
G
Bm
D
B
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm]
[Bm] [B]
[Bm] [D]
[Bm]
[B]
There's a map of the [Bm] world on the wall in your [Em] room, green pens where you [Bm] won't go,
[G] white pens where you've been, there isn't even a [D] ten and you're already feeling old.
[B] Pretty faces stare back from the magazine [Em] stack that you read when you're [B] feeling bored.
[G] The fluid telescope lens, it doesn't make [D] sense, what do you think you've been there for?
[G] Some far off feelings, some up close kind [D] of hate.
[G] A widescreen reason to look the [F#] other way.
[B] There's a place by the lake that you go when it's late, it's summer and the crowds are gone.
[G] And you sit all alone with your thoughts getting stoned, [D] just waiting for some peace to come.
[B] Like the thing that you tried that you thought that you liked for a minute, then it all fell wrong.
[G] Changing again, all your clothes, all your [D] friends, the same as it ever was.
[G] That far off feeling, that up close kind of [D] hate.
[G] A widescreen reason to look the other [F#]
way.
[Bm] [G]
[B] [G]
[A] [Bm] [G]
[B] [Bm] [G]
[A] [B] It's a road that you paved over Indian graves and you wonder why your dreams [Bm] are crazed.
[G] So you cling to your wife, your kid, and your [D] life, there's nothing that you're gonna say.
[Bm] The razor to your face, hot water for a shave, [B] feel the shadow of yesterday.
[G] Make sure a clue has been slain, second [D] chance, you're going by another name.
[G] Some far off feeling, a close kind [D] of hate.
That [G] instant karma always comes [F#] too late.
[B] [G]
[Bm] [G] [A]
[Bm] [G]
[Bm] [G] [F#m]
[E] [D]
[F#]
[D] [F#] [Em]
[F#] [D]
[Bm] [G]
[Bm] [G]
[Bm] [D]
[A]
[D] [A]
[F#] [E] [F#]
[A]
[E] [G]
[B]
[Bm] [B]
[Bm] [D]
[Bm]
[B]
There's a map of the [Bm] world on the wall in your [Em] room, green pens where you [Bm] won't go,
[G] white pens where you've been, there isn't even a [D] ten and you're already feeling old.
[B] Pretty faces stare back from the magazine [Em] stack that you read when you're [B] feeling bored.
[G] The fluid telescope lens, it doesn't make [D] sense, what do you think you've been there for?
[G] Some far off feelings, some up close kind [D] of hate.
[G] A widescreen reason to look the [F#] other way.
[B] There's a place by the lake that you go when it's late, it's summer and the crowds are gone.
[G] And you sit all alone with your thoughts getting stoned, [D] just waiting for some peace to come.
[B] Like the thing that you tried that you thought that you liked for a minute, then it all fell wrong.
[G] Changing again, all your clothes, all your [D] friends, the same as it ever was.
[G] That far off feeling, that up close kind of [D] hate.
[G] A widescreen reason to look the other [F#]
way.
[Bm] [G]
[B] [G]
[A] [Bm] [G]
[B] [Bm] [G]
[A] [B] It's a road that you paved over Indian graves and you wonder why your dreams [Bm] are crazed.
[G] So you cling to your wife, your kid, and your [D] life, there's nothing that you're gonna say.
[Bm] The razor to your face, hot water for a shave, [B] feel the shadow of yesterday.
[G] Make sure a clue has been slain, second [D] chance, you're going by another name.
[G] Some far off feeling, a close kind [D] of hate.
That [G] instant karma always comes [F#] too late.
[B] [G]
[Bm] [G] [A]
[Bm] [G]
[Bm] [G] [F#m]
[E] [D]
[F#]
[D] [F#] [Em]
[F#] [D]
[Bm] [G]
[Bm] [G]
[Bm] [D]
[A]
[D] [A]
[F#] [E] [F#]
[A]
[E] [G]
[B]
Key:
G
Bm
D
B
F#
G
Bm
D
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ There's a map of the [Bm] world on the wall in your [Em] room, green pens where you [Bm] won't go,
[G] white pens where you've been, there isn't even a [D] ten and you're already feeling old.
[B] Pretty faces stare back from the magazine [Em] stack that you read when you're [B] feeling bored.
[G] The fluid telescope lens, it doesn't make [D] sense, what do you think you've been there for?
_ [G] Some far off feelings, some up close kind [D] of hate. _
_ [G] A widescreen reason to look the [F#] other _ way. _ _ _
[B] There's a place by the lake that you go when it's late, it's summer and the crowds are gone.
[G] And you sit all alone with your thoughts getting stoned, [D] just waiting for some peace to come.
[B] Like the thing that you tried that you thought that you liked for a minute, then it all fell wrong.
_ [G] Changing again, all your clothes, all your [D] friends, the same as it ever was.
[G] That far off feeling, that up close kind of [D] hate.
_ _ [G] A widescreen reason to look the other [F#] _ _
way.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [B] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ _ [B] It's a road that you paved over Indian graves and you wonder why your dreams [Bm] are crazed.
[G] So you cling to your wife, your kid, and your [D] life, there's nothing that you're gonna say.
[Bm] The razor to your face, hot water for a shave, [B] feel the shadow of yesterday.
[G] Make sure a clue has been slain, second [D] chance, you're going by another name.
[G] Some far off feeling, a close kind [D] of hate.
That [G] _ instant karma _ always comes [F#] too _ _ late. _ _
_ [B] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ There's a map of the [Bm] world on the wall in your [Em] room, green pens where you [Bm] won't go,
[G] white pens where you've been, there isn't even a [D] ten and you're already feeling old.
[B] Pretty faces stare back from the magazine [Em] stack that you read when you're [B] feeling bored.
[G] The fluid telescope lens, it doesn't make [D] sense, what do you think you've been there for?
_ [G] Some far off feelings, some up close kind [D] of hate. _
_ [G] A widescreen reason to look the [F#] other _ way. _ _ _
[B] There's a place by the lake that you go when it's late, it's summer and the crowds are gone.
[G] And you sit all alone with your thoughts getting stoned, [D] just waiting for some peace to come.
[B] Like the thing that you tried that you thought that you liked for a minute, then it all fell wrong.
_ [G] Changing again, all your clothes, all your [D] friends, the same as it ever was.
[G] That far off feeling, that up close kind of [D] hate.
_ _ [G] A widescreen reason to look the other [F#] _ _
way.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ [B] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ _ [B] It's a road that you paved over Indian graves and you wonder why your dreams [Bm] are crazed.
[G] So you cling to your wife, your kid, and your [D] life, there's nothing that you're gonna say.
[Bm] The razor to your face, hot water for a shave, [B] feel the shadow of yesterday.
[G] Make sure a clue has been slain, second [D] chance, you're going by another name.
[G] Some far off feeling, a close kind [D] of hate.
That [G] _ instant karma _ always comes [F#] too _ _ late. _ _
_ [B] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _