Bruised Tabulatur von Jacks Mannequin

Verse:

D#
I've got my things, I'm good to go
Gm
You met me at the terminal
Cm            G#                  D#   D#/D
Just one more plane ride and it's done.
D#
We stood like statues at the gate
Gm
Vacation's come and gone too late
Cm              G#
There's so much sun where I'm from
D#                  D#/D               D#                               
I had to give it away, had to give you away.
D#                           Gm    
And we spent four days on an island
                     Cm
At your family's old hotel.
             G#
Sometimes perfection can be,
D#                D#/D      
It can be perfect Hell,
G#
Perfect.


Chorus:

G#
Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes
       D#
That I am not there
                                G#
I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this
                         D#
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised.
G#
Don't fly fast.  Oh, pilot can you help me
        D#
Can you make this last?  This plane is all I got
           G#
So keep it steady now, cos every inch you see is 
D#     D#/D    
Bruised

Verse:

I lace my Chucks I walk the aisle,
I take my pills, the babies cry.
All I hear 
Is what's playing through the in-flight radio
Now every word of every song
I've ever heard that made me want to stay
Is what's playing through the in-flight radio
And I, I am finally waking up.

Chorus

Bridge:

D#                     Gm
So read your books but stay out late
Cm
Some nights, some nights.
    D#                   Gm               Cm
And don't think that you can't stop by the bar.
    D#                 Gm                     Cm
You haven't shown your face here since the bad news.
    D#                   Gm
I'm here til close, with fingers crossed,
     G#                   A#                          
Each night cos your place isn't far.
    G#              D#
And hours pass, and hours pass.
G#
Yeah, Yeah

Chorus