Tell Tale Signs

	  		
INTRO: Am   Em   F   G   Am 


VERSE 1: 

              Am                    Em 
God dammit Amy, we're not kids anymore. 

                      F                 G 
You can't just keep waltzing out of my life, 

                       Am 
Leaving clothes on my bedroom floor. 

                     Am                        Em 
Like nothing really matters, like pain doesn't hurt. 

               F             G                             Am 
You should be more to me by now than just heartbreak in a short skirt. 





G                                     C           F                G 
You kind of remind me of scars on my arms that I made when I was a kid, 

                                 C       F            G 
With a disassembled disposable razor I stole from my dad, 

                                             C 
When I though that suffering was something profound, 

               F            G 
That weighed down on wise heads, 

                  Dm                             F                   Am 
And not just something to be avoided, something normal people dread. 



VERSE 2: 

              Am                      Em 
God dammit Amy, well of course I've changed. 

              F                             G 
With all the things that I've done and the places I've been 

           Am 
I'd be a machine if I had stayed the same. 

                                Am                              Em 
But you're still back where we started, you haven't changed at all. 

          F                       G                    Am 
You're still trying to live like a kid, like you can always have it all. 




G                                             C           F              G 
You know you kind of remind me of scars on my arms that I hid as best I could, 

                                                    C          F         G 
That I covered with ink, but in the right kind of light they still bleed through, 

                                               C          F               G 
Showing that there are some things I just can't change no matter what I do: 

               Dm 
The tell tale signs of being used, 

        F                        Am 
Of being trapped inside of you. 





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. 

                Dm      G                 C              F 
It's not even love any more, It's just a claim upon my soul. 

              Dm                    G                C               F 
It stains my skin, yeah it's on my breath, and I'm ashamed to get undressed, 

             Dm                    G                   C            F          D 
In front of strangers in case they see the tell tale signs you have left all over me. 





                G                                       C            F            G 
God dammit Amy. You'll always remind me of scars on my arms that I know will never fade. 

                                                C        F     G 
And it's not like it's something I think about each and every day: 

                                               C                F          G 
I just occasionally catch myself scratching at them, as if they'd ever go away. 

                     Dm                                 F 
But these tell tale signs are here to stay, and in the end you know that's OK. 

           Dm                   F                       G                 Am 
You will always be a part of my patched up patchwork, taped up tape deck heart.