The Gun Song - Car Seat Headrest


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[Intro]

(all barred)
  
  
 

N.C.
I'm not hung up on you anymore, but here's why I hung up

  
  



[Verse 1]

           
Behind every g

             
reat love stor

         
y lies a great

 suicide
            
You can't give

             
 yourself comp

             
letely and kee

          
p the man insi

de

            
All the senten

      
ces I climbed 

halfway 
             
saw the height

           
s of what I wa

nted to say 
             
and crawled fr

          
om word to wor

d 

trying to get 

back down 


[Interlude]

  
  
 
  
  



[Verse 2]

          
the unending r

              
ealization tha

       
t it's never g

onna end 
            
I spend half t

             
he day exhalin

             
g and the othe

              
r half holding

    
 my breath 

             
Cause living u

             
nderwater was 


never my stren

gth 
             
In the depths 

             
you reside, th

  
e sun never si

nks 
             
So let’s float

             
 to the bottom

     
 for one final

 drink 
        
There’s time f

or one more to

night 


[Interlude]

  
  
 
  
  
 


[Verse 3]

           
it’s time to f

              
orget while th

              
e forgetting’s

 
 good 
            
I’ll burn all 

             
the promises I

              
 carved out of

             
 your woulds 

             
you said won't

           
 you come into

 arm's reach 
            
abandon your c

           
lothes and mod

es of speech 
            
an infant rebo

   
rn you shall b

e 
             
helpless and a

 
fraid 


[Bridge]

     


[Verse 4]

            
I’m waving goo

             
dbye every tim

              
e you go to th

  
e store 
            
I hope you bre

             
ak your hand t

              
he next time y

             
ou slam the do

   
or 

             
Because I burn

             
ed my fingers 


every night 
             
When your own 

             
shaking hands 

         
wouldn’t give 

you a light
             
And I said “Je

             
sus Christ, my

 
 parents were 

right    
             
I never should

              
’ve smoked you

 
 out” 


[Interlude]

  
  
 
  
  
 


[Verse 5]

            
I’d hate to am

             
putate this ar

         
tificial limb 
            
But staring at

             
 you, my glass

              
 eyes are grow

      
ing dim 

            
I can’t even b

             
lame you for l


ooking so smug

 
            
I have to admi

           
t you’re a hel

l of a drug 
             
So pack up the

             
 boxes, roll m

  
e up with the 

rug 
             
I’m not moving

              
 out, I’m just

      
 moving 


[Interlude]

  
  
 
  
  
 


[Verse 6]

            
(Kissed) I kis

              
sed you, yes, 

             
but never on t

   
he mouth 
              
(masochist) yo

            
u held the nor

             
th while I con

           
quered the sou

th 

            
but I don't wa

          
nt a territori

al breach 
            
so at the edge

        
 of the bed we

'll meet 
             
and I want you

           
 to fuck me in

 your sleep 
             
it's the only 

          (  
way I'll know

that you love 

me

Cause there's 

always gotta b

e a new angle

            
Guns are loade

             
d with silver 

            
bullets tonigh

t 
            
But it’s usele

              
ss, you kept m

             
e waiting unti

             
l it was light


 

             
But you can’t 

          
go out the way

 you came in
             
In the arms of

           
 someone unawa

re of your sin

s 
             
Because I’ve b

             
een recording 

     
this whole fuc

king thing 
             
Now you can ne

              
ver use the sa

              
me chord chang

     
es again 


[Bridge]

 
 
The first time

 was too fast 
 
The second tim

e was just sad
 


[Verse 7]

            
If you’re wond

              
ering why I’m 

             
still willing 

            
to take the fa

ll 
            
If I’m not get

              
ting fucked ov

             
er, I’m not ge

              
tting fucked a

    
t all 

            
But I never as

        
ked for immuni

ty 
             
That’s the dif

             
ference betwee

  
n you and me 
             
All I wanted w

             
as someone who

     
 was just like

 me 
      
And I hate mys

elf for that 


[Instrumental]

   


[Verse 8]

            
It’s getting h

             
ard to talk ab

        
out the past 
            
When you’ve co

              
pyrighted the 

             
present, no qu

            
estions asked 

             
You can do wha

         
tever you want

 with my name 
             
But my body’s 

          
never been pub

lic domain 
             
So if you’re l

             
ooking for som

 
ebody to blame

 
             
Blame Walt Dis

    
ney Studios 


[Interlude]

  
  
 
  
  



[Verse 9]

            
I remember, I 

              
was walking ar

             
ound outside, 

              
talking to you

        
 on the phone 
            
We were both a

             
voiding the pa

              
rties we atten

         
ded alone 

            
And I looked u

         
p at the drunk

en moon 
             
It was round a

             
nd it was grey

        
 and it looked

 like the moon

 
             
And I said “at

            
 least we’ve b


oth got the mo

on” 
             
And you said “

        
I’m inside” 


[Chorus]

           
so I’ll try lo

     
ving again 
             
and you’ll try

      
 living alone 
             
and we’ll meet

            
 at the end of

      
 this lifetime

 
           
and compare no

tes 


[Interlude]

  
  
 
  
  


  
  
 
  
  


(without bass notes)
  
  
 
  
  
 


[Verse 2]

     (i'll let you figure out all the little pickings & hammer-ons)
  


I hate your re

ceptionist 

She looks at m

e like I’m ret

arded 

When I’m filli

ng out your fo

rms 


I see your for

m behind the f

rosted glass 

But she says t

hat you’re not

 there 

I’ll have to b

e content to w

ait 


If you felt so

me kind of sti

rring 

Against interp

retation 

Why write thes

e songs at all

? 


Why not become

 didactic 

Tell everyone 

on the planet 

In plain Engli

sh what you ar

e 

             
But I am the g

           
entle cannibal

 
            
I promise to e

       
at you softly 
           
You won’t noti

          
ce a thing 
  
  


[Bridge]

 
   Mariamme

You're taking 

advice from La

dy Macbeth

      
  William, one

 shot, two sho

ts

When it’s out 

of your hands,

 you try to fo

rget 

     
  Mariamme, ho

ld me tight
        
I still wish y

ou hadn't list

ened to me, I 

ain’t been rig

ht since the e

xecution

     
 William, one 

shot two shots

 
   
Whoever you ar

e, just hold m

e tight, I los

t my love, my 

life, that - 

             
All I know is,

             
 one of us was

              
 supposed to k

        
ill the other 
             
Isn’t that wha

             
t they mean wh

             
en they say ‘l


overs’?
             
But murder is 

           
dirty, and pea

    
ce comes cheap

 
             
So here’s my n

             
ew number, tel

              
l me when you’

   
re free 


[Instrumental]

   
   
  
  


[Chorus]

  
   (epic drum entrance)

          
Down by the ri

ver 
        
I shot my baby

 

(repeat to fade)

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