Forty Days

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - forty days - streetlight manifesto - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - tabbed by : troispistols , quebec , canada i’ve corrected the chords so that version is for me 100% okay if you listen to the acoustic version : "streetlight manifesto - forty days ( acoustic version ) ap show" easily found on youtube . info : listen to the song to get the "c C7m/9/B Am g" correctly and you can skip the G if you want . C7m/9/B = x - 2 - 0 - 0 - 1 - 0 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - capo 4th fret Intro Am G x3 C E Verse Am G and it’s been forty days Am G i’ve tried forty ways Am G you will never quite leave your sins behind Am G Am they’ll haunt you , taunt you ’til the day you die G Am you will never really go G Am you’ll just think about it much but you’ll need to know G Am how the story ends , so you’ll sit around , G Am even though you should just go G Am tell your friends what you have heard , G Am show them all the lies unlearned G Am G F G and when you really go , you will really know you were never meant for earth Am G what’s it worth? F G Am C _ G if we’re gonna break it down with any logic , it’s absurd F G Am C F G Am Am Chorus F E C _ C7m/9/B _ Am _ G and no matter where we go , we are not alone F E Am G when the silence turns to cries of "wh - - - y?" F E C _ C7m/9/B _ Am _ G what a way to begin : we inherit sin F E Am and nobody’s going to quench your thirst when the well runs dry Dm ( well runs dry ) Am E am_g_am and nobody’s going to hold your hand on the day you die Verse Am G Am G i’ve tasted seven sins , so they won’t let me in Am G i knock knock knock until my knuckles are bruised and raw Am G Am stuck in the middle with my blood in a puddle on the floor G Am G Am we made our beds , we’ll judge ourselves G Am G F G and only then and there will we disappear to our final resting place Am G what a waste! F G Am C _ G so many decent people at the gates F G Am C F G Am Am Chorus that’s ! many thanks ! share it !