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Don't You Want To Share The Guilt by Kate Nash
Don't You Want To Share The Guilt
It goes like G,C,Em,C throght the whole song.
G C Em C
BBQ food is good
G C Em
You invite me out to eat it, I should...
C G C
Go, but I'm feeling kind of nervous
Em C
And not quite myself
G C
So I'm running late on purpose
Em C
And I know this wont help
G C
How things have become between us
Em C
But if I go you'll give me hell
G C
And that I dont know how to fix it
Em C
Is making me unwell
Well
I arrive at your house
But you've just got up
And you are wearing a towel
And your eyes look dark
I help to dry your body
And I see your cut
So I give you a plaster
And we cover it up
I say "Have you been crying?"
And you say "Shut Up"
So we sit in the garden
And touch the grass
With our hands
The sun is going down now
And it's been okay
You tell me all the things you did
While I was away
And this worries me somewhat
You say you're fine
Listen
Can you hear it?
Does it speak?
Will I feel it?
Will it hurt?
Am I near it?
I dont know
I dont know how more people havent got mental health problems
Thinking is one of those stressful things I've ever come across
And not being able to articulate what I want to say drives me crazy
I think I should read some more books
Learn some new words
My sister used to read the dictionary
I'm going to start with that
I'd like to travel
I want to see India and the pyramids
A whale and that race with all the bicycles in France
I'm not sure about rivers, they scare me
But I love swimming, I'm good at it
And when I swim I count the laps
And this helps me relax
When I was younger I saw a house burn down
I walked past it for the next six years
Derelict, black, chalky and dangerous
I wondered if squatters lived there
I'm still not sure but I know there will never be parties cuz its a shit-hole
After a while the council got round to tidying the town
They decided it was an eyesore so they tore it down
Behind the house was a wall with a few bits of crabby graffiti and the word 'Cunt'
written in giant letters
And now I walk past that
I like going to the park
And I like walking through it
I like taking my dogs there
And friends, and I like being alone
I like being able to shout
But I wish I could be quiet
When I'm quiet people just think I'm sad
And usually I am
Sometimes when I'm at a really noisy train station
Somewhere with the fast trains like Kings Cross
I feel like putting down my bags and shouting things out because I've got something to say
Don't you want to share the guilt?
Don't think, just try and sleep
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version 2
standard tuning
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pretty much repeats throughout the whole song
BBQ food is good
You invite me out to eat it, I should
Go, but I'm feeling kind of nervous
And not quite myself
So I'm running late on purpose
And I know this won't help
How things have become between us
But if I go you'll give me hell
And that I don't know how to fix it
Is making me unwell, well
I arrive at your house
But you've just got up
And you are wearing a towel
And your eyes look dark
I help to dry your body
And I see your cut
So I give you a plaster
And we cover it up
I say "Have you been crying?"
And you say "Shut Up"
So we sit in the garden
And touch the grass
With our hands
The sun is going down now
And it's been okay
You tell me all these things you did
While I was away
And this worries me somewhat
You say you're fine
Listen
Can you hear it?
Does it speak?
Will I feel it?
Will it hurt?
Am I near it?
I don't know
I don't know how more people haven't got mental health problems
Thinking is one of those stressful things I've ever come across
And not being able to articulate what I want to say drives me crazy
I think I should try and read more books
And learn some new words
My sister used to read the dictionary
I'm going to start with that
I'd like to travel
I want to see India and the pyramids
A whale and that race with all the bicycles in France
I'm not sure about rivers, they scare me
But I love swimming, I'm good at it
And when I swim I think about numbers
And count the laps
When I was younger I saw a house burnt down
And I walked past it everyday for the next six years
Derelict, black, chalky and dangerous
I wondered if squatters lived there
I'm still not sure but I know there were never any parties cause it was shit
After a while the council got round to tidying out the town
Making it less offensive here and there
They said it was an eyesore so they let tore it down
Behind the house was a wall with a few bits of crappy graffiti
and the word 'Cunt' written on it in giant letters
And now I walk past that
I like sitting in the park
And I like walking through it
I like taking my dogs there
And friends, and I like being alone
I like flowers and simplicity
I like compassion and thoughtful gifts
I like being able to shout
But I wish I could be quiet
When I'm quiet people think I'm sad
And usually I am
Sometimes when I'm at a busy train station
Somewhere big with the noisy trains like King's Cross
I feel like putting down my bags and shouting things out
because I've got something to say
Don't you want to share the guilt?
Don't think, just try and sleep
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version 3
This is just picked through out the whole song. Over and over again
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The first part of the song is sung...
BBQ food is good
you invite me out to eat it i should, go
but i'm feeling kinda nervous
and not quite myself
so im running late on purpose
and i know this won't help
how things have become between us
but if i go you'll give me help
and that i don't know how to fix it is making me unwell
But, i arrive at your house but you've just got up
and you are wearing a towel and your eyes look dark
i help to dry your body and i see your cut
so i give you a plaster and we cover it up
i say have you been crying and you say shut up
so we sit in the garden and touch grass with our hands
The sun is going down now and it's been okay
you tell me all the things you did while i was away,
(The rest of the song is spoken....)
and this worries me some what
you say your fine
Listen, can you hear it?
if you speak, will i feel it?
will it hurt?
and i knew it
i dont know?
I dont know how all people haven't got mental health problems
thinking is one of those stressful things i've ever come across
and not being able to articulate what i want to say drives me crazy
i think i should try and read more books and learn some new words
my sister used to read the dictionary, i'm going to start with that
i'd like to travel i want to see india and the pyramids, a whale and that race with all
bycicles in France
i'm not sure about rivers they scare me
but i love swimming i'm good at it
when i swim i think about numbers, i count the laps
when i was younger i saw a house burnt down and i walked past it everyday for the next
years
derelict black chalky and dangerous i wondered if squatters lived there.
still not sure but i know there were not any parties coz they were shit
after a while the council got round to tidying up the town making it less offensive here
there
they say it was an eye sore so they tore it down
behind the house there was a wall with a few bits of crappy graffiti and the word cunt
on it in giant letters and now i walked pass that
i like sitting in the park and i like walking through it
i like taking my dogs there and friends and i like being alone
i like flowers and simplicity
i like compassion and thoughtful gifts
i like being able to shout but i wish i could be quiet
when i'm quiet people think i'm sad. and usually i am
sometimes when i'm at a busy train station somewhere big with noisy trains like kings cross
i feel like putting down my bags and shouting out because i have something to say
don't you want to share the guilt?
don't think just try and sleep
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