Sic Transit Gloria Glory Fades Acordes

The signature Bass Riff:
    C#m             A                 C#m             A
Gb|---------------------------------|---------------------------------|
Db|-----------------7-6-----7-6---9-|-----------------7-6---7-6---7---|
Ab|---------------------7-0-----7---|---------------------7-----7---7-|
Eb|-9-9-9-9-9-9-9-9-----------------|-9-9-9-9-9-9-9-9-----------------|
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. = palm muted
/ = slide up
\ = slide down
 
[Intro]
C#m  A  C#m  A
 
[Verse]
C#m
  Keep the noise low, she doesn't wanna blow it
A                                                           (C#m)
Shaking head to toe while your left hand does "the show me around."
C#m                                                        A
  Quickens your heartbeat, it beats me straight into the ground
 
C#m
  You don't recover from a night like this,
  A                                            (C#m)
a victim, still lying in bed, completely motionless
C#m
  A hand moves in the dark to a zipper,
A
hear a boy bracing tight against sheets, barely whisper:
 E                (C#m)
"This is so messed up."
 
C#m
  Upon arrival the guests had all stared,
  A                                                             (C#m)
dripping wet and clearly depressed he'd headed straight for the stairs
C#m
  No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch
      A                                                (C#m)
Unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships
 
C#m
  He keeps his hands low, he doesn't wanna blow it
(Up the stairs,)
     A
He's wet from head to toe and his eyes give her the up and the down
(the station, where the)
C#m
  His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up
(act becomes)
        A                                                     (C#m)
But the body on the bed beckons forward, and he starts growing up
(the art of..                                          growing up)
 
[Chorus]
    C#m        E      B / C#m            B / C#m   F#m            \  E          (A)
The fever, the focus, the reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell
A               F#m      E
  Die young and save yourself
    C#m         E         B / C#m               B / C#m F#m             \ E              (A)
The tickle, the taste of, it used to be the reason I    breathed, but now it's choking me up
A               F#m      E
  Die young and save yourself
 
[Verse]
C#m
  She hits the lights, this doesn't seem quite fair
        A                                                             (C#m)
Despite everything he learned from his friends, he doesn't feel so prepared
C#m                                                A
  She's breathing quiet and smooth, he's gasping for air
 
C#m
  "This is the first and last time," he says
A
  She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his
C#m
  He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides
     A
He's holding back from telling her
                         E
Exactly what it really feels like
 
C#m
  He is the lamb, she is the slaughter
      A
She's moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her
C#m
Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect
   A
He whispers that he loves her
 
But she's probably only looking for s--
 
C#m
  So much more than he could ever give
(Up the stairs, the)
  A                                          (C#m)
A life free of lies and a meaningful relationship
(station, where the)
C#m
  He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides
(act becomes)
   A
He waits for it to end and for the aching in his guts to subside
(the art of..                                    growing up)
 
[Chorus]
    C#m        E      B / C#m            B / C#m   F#m            \  E          (A)
The fever, the focus, the reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell
A               F#m      E
  Die young and save yourself
    C#m         E         B / C#m               B / C#m F#m             \ E              (A)
The tickle, the taste of, it used to be the reason I    breathed, but now it's choking me up
A               F#m      E  (C#m)
  Die young and save yourself
 
[Instrumental]
(the chord change is often on the 4+ beat,
but for simplicit's sake it will be noted as if it was on the following 1)
 
| C#m | % | % | E |
 
| C#m A  C#m A  | F#m E   F#m E  |
| C#m A  C#m A  | E              |
 
| C#m A  C#m A  | F#m E   F#m E  |
| C#m A  C#m A  | E              |
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 C#m                  A                C#m             A         N.C.
(Up the stairs, the station, where the act becomes the art of growing up)
 
[Chorus]
    C#m        E      B / C#m            B / C#m   F#m            \  E          (A)
The fever, the focus, the reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell
A               F#m      E
  Die young and save yourself
    C#m         E         B / C#m               B / C#m F#m             \ E
The tickle, the taste of, it used to be the reason I    breathed, but now it's choking me up
N.C.
  Die young and save yourself
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