Braille by Regina Spektor
Key: AbAb | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro (x2)
Ab Eb/G Ab/F  Eb/G
 
Verse 1
Ab                            Eb/G
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks
Fm7                          Db
She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god
Ab               Eb/G
So she names the baby Elvis
Fm7                    Db
To make up for the royalty he lacked
 
Chorus
Ab                      Eb/G
And from then on it was turpentine and patches
Fm7                       Db
From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can
Ab                           Eb/G
And they were just two jerks playing with matches
Fm7                      Db
Cause that's all they knew how to play
 
Instrumental (x2)
Ab Eb/G Ab/F  Eb/G
 
Verse 2
Ab                                   Eb/G
And it was raining cats and dogs out side of her window
Fm7                                  Db
And she knew they were destined to become
                        Ab
Sacred road kill on the way
                             Fm                Eb/G
And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking
                     Db               Ab
Thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes
 
Chorus
                Eb/G
Cause it's been turpentine and patches
     Fm7            Db
It's been cold, cold Campbell's from the can
Ab                          Eb/G
And they were just two jerks playing with matches
 Fm7                  Db          Gb
Cause that's all they knew how to play
 
Instrumental
Db     Gb2
Ab Eb/G Ab/F  Eb/G (x2)
 
Verse 3
Ab                Eb/G
Elvis never could carry a tune
Fm7                                Db
She thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon
Ab                  Eb/G                          Fm7
She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin                                     
                Db
Saying why don't I begin again
Ab      Eb/G
With turpentine and patches
Fm7             Db
With cold, cold Campbell's from the can
Ab                         Eb/G
After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches
Fm7                              Db
It's just that he's not around to play along
Ab                  Eb/G
I'm still an asshole playing with candles
Fm7               Db
Blowing out wishes blowing out dreams
Ab                    Eb/G
Just sitting here and trying to decipher
Fm7                       Db      Gb
What's written in Braille upon my skin...
 
Instrumental
Db      Gb2 (x3)
Ab Eb/G Ab/F  Eb/G (x2)
 
Outro
Ab                            Eb/G      Ab/F     Eb/G
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch 
Ab                            Eb/G       Ab/F    Eb/G
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch