Unless Its Kicks

they use bar chords in the recording but feel free to strum away at the nut chords to give a more "acousticky" feel Intro : E B x 2 E what gives this mess some grace unless it’s B kicks , man - unless it’s C# fiction , unless it’s B sweat or it’s songs? what E hits against this chest unless it’s A B sick man’s hand , from some C# mid - level band? he’s been B driving too long on A E dark windless night , with the B stereo on , with the C# towns flying by and the Am B ground getting soft . and A E sound in the sky , coming B down from above , it sur - C# rounds you and sighs and is Am B whispering of what E pulls your body down , and that is B quicksand . so climb out C# quick , hand over hand , before your B mouth’s all filled up . what E picks you up from down unless it’s B tricks , man? when i’ve been C# fixed i Am convinced that i will B not get so broke up again . and on A E seven day high , that B heavenly song punches C# right through my mind and just Am B hums through my blood . and i E know it’s a lie , but i’ll B still give my love . hey , my C# heart’s on the line for your Am B hands to pluck off . oh . . . E B C# E E what gives this mess some grace unless it’s B fictions - unless it’s C# licks , man , unless it’s B lies or it’s love? what E breaks this heart the most is the ghost of some B rock and roll fan , just floating C# up from the stands with her Am B heart opened up . and i want to tell her , "your E love isn’t lost , " say "my B heart is still crossed!" scream , "you’re C# so wonderful! what A Am B dream in the dark - about E working so hard , about B growing so stoned , trying C# not to turn off , trying Am B not to believe in that lie all on your E own . " B la la la C# la oh oh oh F oh B E B C# Am B x2 end on E