Chords for Say Hi To Your Mom - Sweet Sweet Heartkiller
Tempo:
139.7 bpm
Chords used:
B
F#
E
G#m
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
[E] [G#m] [B]
[C#m]
[Em] [G#m] [B]
[F#]
[E] [G#m] [B]
[F#]
[Em] [G#m] [B]
In her youth [F#] she made tons of pens, [E] those penning stalls
[G#m] With big hair, [F#] with [B] wristy crats, and there she lies
[F#] With a smell of it [Em] bad, she'll pick a coffin [G#] and fill [F#] it with that [B] sand
She is pale [F#] and arms spinnin' [E] and in the moonlight
[G#] We [F#] both still [B]
like the smell of [F#] anything, night blooming
[E] And she fights through [G#] the next I [F#] [B] can see
A sweet, sweet heart killer
Mixing walls of dirt found the earth [E] black
Frozen [G#m] trajectories of [B] superheroes
We nibble and jest about [E] things that drain
And [G#m] the taste [B] of lost dead
She's over here and I'm over there
And the [G#m] unlucky blood clouds in [B] the middle
We like to time ourselves, we like to watch [E] ourselves
And her [B] wings cut, and we lack against her
A sweet, sweet heart killer
[E] And everything's good and everything's fine
[B] And everything's better next week than it should [G#m]
be
[B] But I'm sinking my teeth into the [F#] love
A sweet, sweet heart [B] killer
[E] [G#m] [B]
[C#m]
[Em] [G#m] [B]
[F#]
[E] [G#m] [B]
[F#]
[Em] [G#m] [B]
In her youth [F#] she made tons of pens, [E] those penning stalls
[G#m] With big hair, [F#] with [B] wristy crats, and there she lies
[F#] With a smell of it [Em] bad, she'll pick a coffin [G#] and fill [F#] it with that [B] sand
She is pale [F#] and arms spinnin' [E] and in the moonlight
[G#] We [F#] both still [B]
like the smell of [F#] anything, night blooming
[E] And she fights through [G#] the next I [F#] [B] can see
A sweet, sweet heart killer
Mixing walls of dirt found the earth [E] black
Frozen [G#m] trajectories of [B] superheroes
We nibble and jest about [E] things that drain
And [G#m] the taste [B] of lost dead
She's over here and I'm over there
And the [G#m] unlucky blood clouds in [B] the middle
We like to time ourselves, we like to watch [E] ourselves
And her [B] wings cut, and we lack against her
A sweet, sweet heart killer
[E] And everything's good and everything's fine
[B] And everything's better next week than it should [G#m]
be
[B] But I'm sinking my teeth into the [F#] love
A sweet, sweet heart [B] killer
Key:
B
F#
E
G#m
Em
B
F#
E
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[E] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _
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[E] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _
_ In her youth [F#] she made tons of pens, [E] those penning stalls
[G#m] With big hair, [F#] with [B] wristy crats, and there she lies
[F#] With a smell of it [Em] bad, she'll pick a coffin [G#] and fill [F#] it with that [B] sand
She is pale [F#] and arms spinnin' [E] and in the moonlight
[G#] We [F#] both still [B]
like the smell of [F#] anything, night blooming
[E] And she fights through [G#] the next I [F#] [B] can see _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ A sweet, sweet heart killer
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Mixing _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ walls of dirt found the earth [E] black
Frozen _ [G#m] trajectories of [B] superheroes
We nibble and jest about [E] things that drain
And [G#m] the taste [B] of lost dead
She's over here and I'm over there
And the [G#m] unlucky blood clouds in [B] the middle
We like to time ourselves, we like to watch [E] ourselves
And her [B] wings cut, and we lack against _ her _ _ _ _ _
_ _ A sweet, sweet heart killer
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] And _ everything's good and _ everything's fine
[B] And everything's better next week than it should [G#m] _
be
_ _ _ _ [B] But I'm sinking my teeth _ into the [F#] _ love _ _ _ _
_ _ A sweet, sweet heart [B] killer _
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[E] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _
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[E] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _
_ In her youth [F#] she made tons of pens, [E] those penning stalls
[G#m] With big hair, [F#] with [B] wristy crats, and there she lies
[F#] With a smell of it [Em] bad, she'll pick a coffin [G#] and fill [F#] it with that [B] sand
She is pale [F#] and arms spinnin' [E] and in the moonlight
[G#] We [F#] both still [B]
like the smell of [F#] anything, night blooming
[E] And she fights through [G#] the next I [F#] [B] can see _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ A sweet, sweet heart killer
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Mixing _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ walls of dirt found the earth [E] black
Frozen _ [G#m] trajectories of [B] superheroes
We nibble and jest about [E] things that drain
And [G#m] the taste [B] of lost dead
She's over here and I'm over there
And the [G#m] unlucky blood clouds in [B] the middle
We like to time ourselves, we like to watch [E] ourselves
And her [B] wings cut, and we lack against _ her _ _ _ _ _
_ _ A sweet, sweet heart killer
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] And _ everything's good and _ everything's fine
[B] And everything's better next week than it should [G#m] _
be
_ _ _ _ [B] But I'm sinking my teeth _ into the [F#] _ love _ _ _ _
_ _ A sweet, sweet heart [B] killer _
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