The Last Day That Were Young

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later today.

THE LAST DAY THAT WE'RE YOUNG

by Game Theory, from "Lolita Nation"

 

 

E |-10-9-10-9-10-9-10/-|-------------------------|------------------|

B |--------------------|-------------------------|------------------|

G |--------------------|-------------------5-4---|-----5-----5-5----|

D |--------------------|-2-2-5-2-------5-------5-|-3-3---3\2--------|

A |--------------------|-0-0-----5-3-3---3-------|------------------|

E |--------------------|-------------------------|------------------|

 

E |------------------|

B |------------------|

G |-2-2-5-5-2-x-2----|

D |-0-0-0-0-0-x-0----|

A |------------------|

E |------------------|

One guitar plays this for a few times, then the second guitar plays:

 

E |-------------------------|------------------|------------------|

B |-------------------1-----|-------2-------2--|------------------|

G |-2-2-2-0---------0---0---|-----0-------0----|-2-2-5-5-2-x-2----|

D |-0h2-2---2-----2-------2-|-2h3-----3r2------|-0-0-0-0-0-x-0----|

A |-----------0-3-----------|------------------|------------------|

E |-------------------------|------------------|------------------|

Adds up a shame to leave it all so unresolved

Shakes all the sheathing loose from the wire

Time's going to be a luxury now in the responsibility empire

Give me some false hope I can take seriously

Set me some roadblocks I can't break through

And watch what I'll risk to get what I want

I think too much, I always do

CHORUS: (play tab from above)

No changing your side, no thinking it's time to start things over

No favors denied, no not on the last day that we're young

Hang up the faces, Lon Chaney your day's done

Each one is one less chance you can win

No one can get behind what they all say

And so you lose before you begin

What was it we were always wanting?

Didn't we know we had it all?

Show me some some tear-eyed beauty that disappears

Every time I might happen along

Opalesque, eye-lined, owing the day

When it comes I'll have been proven wrong

What was it we were always wanting?

Didn't we know we had it all?

Tab by the Pudman (pmilenski@ocvaxa.cc.oberlin.edu)