Death Cab For Cutie

^G Sometimes I talk like a ^Cadd9 turnstile
^G when I have had too much to ^Cadd9 drink
^G A tangled tongue like English ^Cadd9 Ivy
^G Just like a film dubbed out of ^Cadd9 sync
^G The phone is ringing in the ^Cadd9 guest room
^G A muffled voice on the ^Cadd9 machine
^G It's either someone I don't want to ^Cadd9 talk to
^G Or someone selling what I don't ^Cadd9 need
'Cause I'm ^D waiting for ^G you to come on home ^Cadd9
Verse 2:
Sometimes I fall in fits of laughter
My bottle shatters on the floor
And you apologize profusely
for the drunkard on your arm
Chorus:
^G And I'll ^D change, love, ^Cadd9 change, love
^Em Change for you ^G
Cause ^D even ^Cadd9 slurred words ^Em can contain some ^G truth
I'll ^D change, love, ^Cadd9 change, love
^Em Change for you ^G
When ^D I am ^Cadd9 ready to ^G