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Sluttering by Jawbreaker
Sluttering
Chords
e|---0--------------------------2------------------------------------|
B|---0------7-------------------2------------------------------------|
G|---1------6------6------2-----3------8-----9-----------------------|
D|---2------4------6------2-----4------8-----9-----------------------|
A|---2-------------4------0-----4------6-----7-----------------------|
E|---0--------------------------2------------------------------------|
E f# C# A F# D# e
Intro, Verse (palm-muted eighth-notes)
E f# C# A
E f# C# A A
Post-Verse (strummed)
E F# C# A
E F# C# D# e C#
Chorus (eighth-notes)
C# A E B
Bridge part 1 (x2)
e|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|----------4-4-7-6-----6-6-9-9-12-11--------------------------------|
E|--4-4-2-2---------4-4----------------------------------------------|
Bridge part 2 (x3)
e|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|--8--6--14-13-11--8------------------------------------------------|
D|--x--x---x--x--x--x------------------------------------------------|
A|--6--4--12-11--9--6------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
End in C#
Flattered that you think I warrant ugliness.
Gutters drain west, mud made a mess of us.
It's time to leave this place.
I'd saw through your wrist to find a better trap that fits.
I'd saw through your traps to find a better you.
A part of you that lasts.
I saw through your trap and into my own wrists.
Saw we were through, red ribbons spill to blue:
A sight to sore your eyes.
I got this dress.
I'm hiking it around this waste of laughter.
Slow dance alone with no one to the sound of four hands clapping.
Congratulations to you both, I hope you're happy.
If there's a moral to this story then I wish you'd show me.
Hair in the blood, fly in the disappointment.
Rubber, I'm glue.
I'll write the book on you.
It's sticking to my face.
You need a little less than what you take for granted.
This is the sip that's drinking back from you,
Blacking out your eyes.
You need a little more suppression of you appetites.
This is your honeymoon, in separate rooms,
It's neither sweet nor bright.
I made a word to give this state a name, this game a guess.
I call it "sluttering."
It means as little as your little test.
You are your worst revenge.
Your very means, they have no ends.
This is a story you won't tell the kids we'll never have.
If you hear this song a hundred times it still won't be enough.
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