Bury Our Friends(Keyboard chords)

	        

Tucker:  
  F#m                      B  
Today I am stitched, I am sewn  
         F#m                     B  
Patch me up, I've got want in my bones  
          F#m                         B  
Like some doll you thought you could throw away  
           F#m       F#m   B  
I found my legs  

Brownstein:  
F#m            B              F# B  
Ready to climb out from under concrete  
F#m  B           F#m         B  
Only I get to be sickened by me  
F#m         
My body a smudge  
B                  F# B  
Can't make out the details  
F#m           B        C#m       F#m  
Want to start over and come into being  

  
  F#m      B         F#m      B  
Exhume our idols and bury our friends  
     F#m       B            F#m        B  
We're wild and weary but we won't give in  
      F#m       B  
We're sick with worry  
      F#m        B  
These nerve-less days  
   F#m     B            F#m         B  
We live on dread in our own guilded age  


Tucker:  
    F#m                        B  
This dark world is precious to me  
   F#m                         B  
My scars make me breathe in so deep  
   F#m                  B  
My body has no need for sleep  
          F#      F#m B  
This time around  

Brownstein:  
F#m      B    F#m          B  
Ready to find fragments of stillness  
F#m  B           F#m         B  
Only I get to be punished by me   
     F#m        B  
Your voice is a crumb,   
F#m                  B  
It leads me from the wildness  
F#m         B        F#m   
Wanna start over, forget everything  


  F#m      B         F#m      B  
Exhume our idols and bury our friends  
     F#m       B            F#m        B  
We're wild and weary but we won't give in  
      F#m       B  
We're sick with worry  
      F#m        B  
These nerve-less days  
   F#m     B        F#m             B  
We live on dread in our own guilded age 
 

Brownstein:  
          F#m  
Make me a headline  
  G#m  C#m      F#m  
I wanna be that bold  
B         F#m  
Make me a spotlight  
   G#m   C#m      F#m      B    
So I can see that gold  

          F#m  
Make me a headline  
  G#m  C#m      F#m  
I wanna be that bold  
B         F#m  
Make me a spotlight  
   B     C#m     F#m       B    
So I can see the gold  


  F#m      B         F#m      B  
Exhume our idols and bury our friends  
     F#m       B            F#m        B  
We're wild and weary but we won't give in  
      F#m       B  
We're sick with worry  
      F#m        B  
These nerve-less days  
   F#m     Bm           F#m         B  
We live on dread in our own guilded age  

   F#m      B      
We speak in circles  
   F#m      B  
We dance in code  
  F#m      B  
Untame and hungry  
   F#m         B  
On fire in the cold  
  F#m      B  
Exhume our idols  
  F#m    B  
Bury our friends  
      F#m      B            F#m  
We're wild and weary but we won't give in 
 


	        

Written by Sleater-Kinney