Matchbox 20 — Shame Chords
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Date: Wed, 14 Jan 1998 18:59:41 —0800
From: Rafael Amaral
Subject: "Shame" by Matchbox 20.
Song:Shame
Artist:Matchbox 20
Album: Yourself or Someone Like You
Tabbed by Rafael Amaral(ramaral@net.em.com.br)
This is played with capo, but i'm tabbing it without it.If you want it
with capo e—mail at ramaral@net.em.com.br
Intro:(Verse)
B — E
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Verse:
B E B E
What we learned here is love tastes bitter when it's gone
B E B E
Past yourself forget the light, things look dirty when it's on
B F# E F# B
Funny how it comes to pass, that all the good slips away
F# E F#
And there's no one around you can remember being
Now this:
G#m — E
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good to you
Chorus:
B G#m F#
Shame, shouldn't try you, couldn't step by you
E
And open up more
B G#m F# E
Shame, shame, shame
Verse 2:(same)
What we lost here is something better left alone
Second steps have been forgotten, will you tell me how they go
Set yourself, situate, like a fool try again
There's no one around you can remember being good, for you so
Repeat Chorus
Bridge:
F# E G#m
We never thought we'd get so troubled
F# E G#m
We could never think that much
F# E G#m
It should never get this mad
VErse(same)
So let the wind blow ya, across a big floor
But there's no one around who can tell us what we're here for
Funny in a certain light, how we all look the same
And there's no one in life you can remember ever stood, for you, so
Anything you wanna say me e—mail me at ramaral@net.em.com.br