Tell Tale Signs Frank Turner
[INTRO]
[Am] [-] [Em] [-] [F] [-] [G] [-] [Am]
[VERSE 1]
God dammit Amy[Am], we're not kids anymo[Em]re.
You can't just keep wa[F]ltzing out of my l[G]ife,
Leaving clothes on my b[Am]edroom floor.
Like nothing really m[Am]atters, like pain doesn't [Em]hurt.
You should be m[F]ore to me by n[G]ow than just heartbreak in a s[Am]hort skirt.
[CBORUS 1]
[G]You kind of remind me of scars on my a[C]rms that I m[F]ade when I was a [G]kid,
With a disassembled disposable ra[C]zor I st[F]ole from my d[G]ad,
When I though that suffering was something pr[C]ofound,
That weighed do[F]wn on wise he[G]ads,
And not just somet[Dm]hing to be avoided, something n[F]ormal people dread.[Am]
[VERSE 2]
God dammit Amy[Am], well of course I've ch[Em]anged.
With all the t[F]hings that I've done and the p[G]laces I've been
I'd be a ma[Am]chine if I had stayed the same.
But you're still back where we s[Am]tarted, you haven't changed at a[Em]ll.
You're sti[F]ll trying to live like a[G] kid, like you can al[Am]ways have it all.
[CBORUS 2]
[G]You know you kind of remind me of scars on my [C]arms that I [F]hid as best I c[G]ould,
That I covered with ink, but in the right kind of li[C]ght they st[F]ill bleed [G]through,
Showing that there are some things I just can't[C] change no [F]matter what I do[G]:
The tell tale s[Dm]igns of being used,
Of being[F] trapped inside of you.[Am]
[BRIDGE]
(I'm sure I've made mistakes here, please comment if you can correct it.)
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You're a beautiful butterfly burned with a browning iron,
Onto my outsides into my insides as a simple sign:
To show off your ownership. Burned into my naked skin,
Onto my outsides into my insides.
It's not even lo[Dm]ve any m[G]ore, It's just a c[C]laim upon my so[F]ul.
It stains my s[Dm]kin, yeah it's on my b[G]reath, and I'm as[C]hamed to get und[F]ressed,
In front of s[Dm]trangers in case they [G]see the tell tale si[C]gns you have [F]left all ov[D]er me.
[CBORUS 3]
God dammit Amy. [G]You'll always remind me of scars on my a[C]rms that I kn[F]ow will never[G] fade.
And it's not like it's something I think about e[C]ach and e[F]very d[G]ay:
I just occasionally catch myself scratching at [C]them, as if they'[F]d ever go a[G]way.
But these tell tale s[Dm]igns are here to stay, and in the e[F]nd you know that's OK.
You will al[Dm]ways be a part of my [F]patched-up patchwork, ta[G]ped-up tape deck h[Am]eart.
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