D F# (and all of the others B5
moved to the right root)
e[---2----- e[---x--- e[---x---
b[---3----- b[---x--- b[---x---
g[---2----- g[---3--- g[---9---
d[---0----- d[---4--- d[---7---
a[---0----- a[---4--- a[---7---
E[---0----- E[---4--- E[---7---
Intro: D x8
(same picking pattern in the intro and verse)
VERSE
D F#
All of this turbulence wasn't forecasted
G A
Apologies from the intercom
D F#
And I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy
G
They'll think of me kindly
A D
When they come for my things
CHORUS
G F# E
They'll never know how I'd stared at the dark in that room
With no thoughts
D#
Like a blood-sniffing shark
G B5
And while my dreams made music in the night
G
Carefully
A D
I was going to live
INTERLUDE
https://www.coveralia.com/acordes/last-words-of-a-shooting-star-mitski.php
D x6
D F#
You wouldn't leave till we loved in the morning
G A
You'd learned from movies how love ought to be
D F#
And you'd say you love me and look in my eyes
G
But I know through mine you were
A D
Looking in yours
G F#
And did you know the liberty bell is a replica
E F
Silently housed in its original walls
G B5
And while its dreams played music in the night
G
Quietly
A D
It was told to believe
D x8
(strummed)
D F#
I always wanted to die clean and pretty
G D A
But I'd be too busy on working days
D F# G
So I am relieved that the turbulence wasn't forecasted
A D
I couldn't have changed anyways
G F#
I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy
E D# D
Goodbye
