Chords for Placebo - This picture (lyrics)
Tempo:
77.75 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
F
A#
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
I hold an image of the [F] ashtray girl, that cigarette burns on my chest.
[C#] I hold a poem that describes her [F] world, and put it by my chest to the text.
[A#] At late at night, while it's all over [F] the world, she's [G] still watching me as I sleep.
[F#] What's wrong with [C#] this night, child?
What's wrong with this night, child?
Farewell, the [F] ashtray girl.
[C#] Forbidden snowflake, beware this [F] troubled world.
Watch out, [A#] earthquake, goodbye to [Fm] open sores.
It's broken, [F#] it's sent forth.
You know we [C#] miss her.
We miss her [F#] pictures.
Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up.
[F#] Sometimes [C#] we spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up.
[A#m] Farewell, the [F] ashtray girl.
Angelic [C#] bookcase, beware this [F] troubled world.
Control your [A#] insides.
Goodbye to [Fm] open sores.
Goodbye [F#] and furthermore, you know we [C#] miss her.
We miss her [F#] pictures.
Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up.
[F#] Sometimes [C#] we spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up.
[F] [A#] Hang on, [F] the weeks fly.
[A#] It's gone.
[F] [A#] Hang on, [F] the weeks fly.
[A#] It's gone.
[F#] Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up.
[F#] Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up.
Can't stop growing old.
Can't stop growing old.
Can't stop growing old.
Can't stop growing old.
[F#] Can't stop growing old.
I hold an image of the [F] ashtray girl, that cigarette burns on my chest.
[C#] I hold a poem that describes her [F] world, and put it by my chest to the text.
[A#] At late at night, while it's all over [F] the world, she's [G] still watching me as I sleep.
[F#] What's wrong with [C#] this night, child?
What's wrong with this night, child?
Farewell, the [F] ashtray girl.
[C#] Forbidden snowflake, beware this [F] troubled world.
Watch out, [A#] earthquake, goodbye to [Fm] open sores.
It's broken, [F#] it's sent forth.
You know we [C#] miss her.
We miss her [F#] pictures.
Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up.
[F#] Sometimes [C#] we spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up.
[A#m] Farewell, the [F] ashtray girl.
Angelic [C#] bookcase, beware this [F] troubled world.
Control your [A#] insides.
Goodbye to [Fm] open sores.
Goodbye [F#] and furthermore, you know we [C#] miss her.
We miss her [F#] pictures.
Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up.
[F#] Sometimes [C#] we spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up.
[F] [A#] Hang on, [F] the weeks fly.
[A#] It's gone.
[F] [A#] Hang on, [F] the weeks fly.
[A#] It's gone.
[F#] Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up.
[F#] Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up.
Can't stop growing old.
Can't stop growing old.
Can't stop growing old.
Can't stop growing old.
[F#] Can't stop growing old.
Key:
C#
F#
F
A#
Fm
C#
F#
F
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I hold an image of the [F] ashtray girl, that cigarette burns on my chest.
[C#] I hold a poem that describes her [F] world, and put it by my chest to the text.
[A#] At late at night, while it's all over [F] the world, she's [G] still watching me as I sleep.
[F#] _ _ What's wrong with [C#] this night, child?
_ What's wrong with this night, child?
_ Farewell, the [F] ashtray girl. _ _
[C#] Forbidden snowflake, beware this [F] troubled world.
Watch out, [A#] earthquake, _ goodbye to [Fm] open sores.
It's broken, [F#] it's sent forth.
You know we [C#] miss her.
We miss her [F#] pictures.
_ Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
[F#] _ _ Sometimes [C#] we spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
_ _ [A#m] Farewell, the [F] ashtray girl.
Angelic [C#] _ bookcase, beware this [F] troubled world.
Control your [A#] insides.
Goodbye to [Fm] open sores.
Goodbye [F#] and furthermore, you know we [C#] miss her.
We miss her [F#] pictures.
_ Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
_ [F#] _ Sometimes [C#] we spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
[F] _ _ _ [A#] Hang on, _ [F] the weeks fly.
_ [A#] It's gone. _ _
[F] _ _ _ [A#] Hang on, [F] the weeks fly.
_ [A#] It's gone. _ _
[F#] _ _ Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
_ [F#] Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
Can't stop growing old. _ _
_ _ Can't stop growing old. _
_ _ Can't stop growing old. _ _
_ _ Can't stop growing old. _
[F#] _ Can't stop growing old. _
_ I hold an image of the [F] ashtray girl, that cigarette burns on my chest.
[C#] I hold a poem that describes her [F] world, and put it by my chest to the text.
[A#] At late at night, while it's all over [F] the world, she's [G] still watching me as I sleep.
[F#] _ _ What's wrong with [C#] this night, child?
_ What's wrong with this night, child?
_ Farewell, the [F] ashtray girl. _ _
[C#] Forbidden snowflake, beware this [F] troubled world.
Watch out, [A#] earthquake, _ goodbye to [Fm] open sores.
It's broken, [F#] it's sent forth.
You know we [C#] miss her.
We miss her [F#] pictures.
_ Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
[F#] _ _ Sometimes [C#] we spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
_ _ [A#m] Farewell, the [F] ashtray girl.
Angelic [C#] _ bookcase, beware this [F] troubled world.
Control your [A#] insides.
Goodbye to [Fm] open sores.
Goodbye [F#] and furthermore, you know we [C#] miss her.
We miss her [F#] pictures.
_ Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and [F#] play down the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
_ [F#] _ Sometimes [C#] we spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
[F] _ _ _ [A#] Hang on, _ [F] the weeks fly.
_ [A#] It's gone. _ _
[F] _ _ _ [A#] Hang on, [F] the weeks fly.
_ [A#] It's gone. _ _
[F#] _ _ Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
_ [F#] Sometimes we [C#] spade our hearts and play down [F#] the year of [C#] growing up. _ _
Can't stop growing old. _ _
_ _ Can't stop growing old. _
_ _ Can't stop growing old. _ _
_ _ Can't stop growing old. _
[F#] _ Can't stop growing old. _