Id Contribute More Dead Teclado

	      


You, Me, and Everyone We Know 
I'd Contribute More Dead 
Tabbed with Love 

(Intro Verse) 
B 
I was just seventeen in a world getting mean 
E 
so my mind took a decade long walk. 
B 
Since its return, I've grown more than concerned 
      E 
and I think that it's time for a talk. 

(Intro) 
B, F#, B, E (high) 
B, F#, E, Eb, C#m, Eb 

(verse 1) 
B                                         F# 
Love the lord, trash the planet, (yeah we already know!) 
E                                      Eb  C#m  Eb 
Adopt a poor foreign child. (can't you just let it go?!) 
B                                    F# 
Spread like dust in the breeze, (population control!) 
E                                      
I'm not saying we're all guilty but we sure as hell know. 

(Pre-Chorus) 
G#m              F#               E 
I'm all fire and brimstone when I write, but 
G#m                F#               E 
I won't leave this seat to join the fight. 


           B                   F# 
So put the nail in the coffin, I?ll be resting my head. 
   A                               E                F# 
An average male in America, I?d contribute more dead. 
              B                                      F# 
And when they rail against our actions, or lack thereof, i'm sure we?ll find 
A                                           E 
shame at last inside, we didn?t even need to read between the lines.
 

(verse 2) 
B                                                   F# 
I'm running on outdated hardware while shopping for phones 
      E 
in an overcrowded everywhere (alone!) together we fold. 
         B                                    F# 
Wielding absolute knowledge in the palm of my hand, 
E 
I peruse tits and ass, how was this your god?s plan? 

(verse 3) 
B                                                                F# 
I?d say we need to get outside but there?s no point for half the country. 
         E 
It's all cops and crops and parking lots, woods turned into housing plots. 
B                                                F# 
So the green spaces fleet while the food deserts creep 
E 
outward from the parts of town, where wealthy hide the black and brown. 

(Pre-Chorus) 
G#m              F#               E 
I'm all fire and brimstone when I write, but 
G#m                F#               E 
I won't leave this seat to join the fight. 





           B                   F# 
So put the nail in the coffin, I?ll be resting my head. 
   A                               E                F# 
An average male in America, I?d contribute more dead. 

(Bridge) 
G#m 
Nothing we say?s gunna make a difference, 
B 
nothing i do is gunna make a difference,  
E 
nothing we say?s gunna make a difference, 
E 
nothing you do is gunna make a difference. 

G#m                          B 
 ...Gunna make a difference, gunna make a difference... 
E                            E 
 ...Gunna make a difference, gunna make a difference... 


(Intro Verse) 
B 
I was just seventeen in a world getting mean 
E 
so my mind took a decade long walk. 
B 
Since its return, I've grown more than concerned  
      E (hold) 
and I think that it's time for a talk. 

(break) 

(Final Chorus) 
           B                   F# 
So put the nails in my coffin, I?ll be resting my head. 
   A                               E                F# 
An average male in America, I?d contribute more dead. 
             B                                      F# 
And when you rail against my actions, or lack thereof, I'm sure we?ll find 
A                                           E 
shame at last inside, we didn?t even need to read between the lines. 


End on E