Peter Fedofsky - "Dumb Angel"
Album: The Curious Flying Machine
Tabbed by Dan Ray, http://danray.org/

Arpeggio intro and verse:
e-10---10---10---10-12---------------------------------------------
b----12---12---12--------------------------------------------------
g------------------------------------------------------------------
d------------------------------------------------------------------
a------------------------------------------------------------------
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Verse:

G            Em                    Bm                         D
I caught you making out, with your hands on her hips and your legs tied in knots
G                  Em                     Bm                         D
You claimed it was all old news, that the meaning was lost, and that I was confused

Prechorus:
C                     Am                       Em                           D/F#
I heard you turned it around, heard your story collapse, heard it crumbling to the ground
C                        Am                         Em                        D
The way you go with your tongue, telling lies as it hangs, from your mouth in that awful way


Chorus (fast picking, emphasize bass notes, 1-and-a-2-and-a-3-and-a-4-and-a rhythm):

E           Emaj7               F#m        B7
You are the dumbest angel, that I've, ever seen;
E             Emaj7                     F#m           Am
They're gonna clip your wings, and then down, you will go

Verse:

G            Em                     Bm                       D
The news has hit the town, like the stray match starting the forest alight
G           Em                                  Bm               D
You'll find that just like our hearts, that the doors are closed so just turn around

Pre-chorus:
C                     Am                    Em                      D/F#
But why do I see your car, coming down this street, like you didn't learn a thing?
C                        Am                       Em                          D
I'm guessing that it's a fact, that sharks aren't afraid, to go and eat their own

Chorus:

E           Emaj7               F#m        B7
You are the dumbest angel, that I've, ever known;
E             Emaj7                     F#m            B7
They're gonna clip your wings, and then down, you will go

Middle eight (staccato single-note stabs):

G#                             C#m                 /b/g#
    In the beginning, we were charmed by your ways,
G#                                      C#m               /a/f#    
    But now the verdict's in, it's the end of those days
F#                            B7
    It's a hell of a lesson; it's a hell of a lesson
    
Repeat first verse

Repeat first prechorus

Chorus