Intro
| A   D6/A | Dadd9/F# A/E | Dsus2/B  | Esus4  E  | 
 
Verse 1
    A                        A/C#        D       Bm7   Esus4 E 
We talked up all night and still came to no conclusion 
    A                     A/C#    D          Bm7   Esus4 E 
We started a fight that ended in silent confusion 
    Bm7                        A/C# 
And as we sat stuck you could hear the trash truck 
  D                           Esus4  E 
Making its way through the neighborhood 
        Bm7                          A/C# 
Picking up the thrown out different from house to house 
    D                             Esus4  E 
We get to decide what we think is no good 
 
Verse 2
        A                       A/C#      D            Bm7   Esus4 E 
We're sculpted from youth, the chipping away makes me weary 
    A                    A/C#          D            Bm7   Esus4 E 
And as for the truth it seems like we just pick a theory 
    Bm7                A/C# 
The one that justifies our daily lives 
     D                        Esus4  E 
And backs us with quiver and arrows 
       Bm7                         A/C# 
To protect openings cause when the warring begins 
      D                    Esus4  E 
How quickly the wide open narrows 
 
Chorus
          A   A/C# D              E/G#  E     Asus4  A 
Into the smallness of our deconstruction of love 
                    D                     E 
We thought it was changing, but it never was 
                          A     D6/A  Dadd9/F#  A/E  Dsus2/B    Esus4  E  (like intro) 
It's just the same as it ever was 
 
Verse 3
   A               A/C#       D           Bm7   Esus4 E 
A family of foxes came to my yard and dug in 
      A                      A/C#             D        Bm7   Esus4 E 
So I looked in a book to see what this could possibly mean 
                   Bm7                 A/C# 
Yeah, 'cos there's fate in the breeze, signs in the trees, 
     D                Esus4  E 
and possible tragic events 
       Bm7                     A/C# 
when forces collide, with the damage strewn wide 
     D                                 Esus4  E 
and holes blasted straight through the fence. 
 
Verse 4
        A                       A/C#         D              Bm7   Esus4 E 
Oh the sky starts to crash, the rain on the roof starts to drumming 
                      (into the small     -     ness of)                (our) 
     A                       A/C#        D            Bm7   Esus4 E 
and laid out like cash, your take on my list of shortcomings 
                      (de - con - struc - tion of) 
    Bm7                              A/C# 
and now the show starts to close, I know how this goes 
     D                   Esus4  E 
the plot a predicatable showing 
      Bm7                             A/C# 
and though it seems grand, we're just one speck of sand 
     D                          Esus4  E 
and back to the hourglass we're going 
 
Chorus
              A     A/C# D              E/G#  E     Asus4  A 
Back to the small - ness of our deconstruction of love 
                (into the smallness of our deconstruction) 
                    D                     E 
We thought it was changing, but it never was 
             (of love) 
                     A     A/C# D              E/G#  E    Asus4  A 
We're still in the small - ness of our deconstruction of love 
                       (into the smallness of our deconstruction) 
N.C.                D                     E 
We thought it was changing, but it never was 
            E/G#  E    Asus4 A  E/A   D/A   A   D   Esus4   E 
our deconstruction of love 
            E/G#  E    Asus4  A E/A   D/A   A   D   Esus4   E 
our deconstruction of love 
 
Outro
| A   D6/A | Dadd9/F# A/E | Dsus2/B  | Esus4  E  | 
| A   D6/A | Dadd9/F# A/E | Dsus2/B  | Esus4  E  | 
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