Chords
Walking Disasters

Key: B

Introduction:

difficulty
very easy |||||
Bb                                              F                                              Gm      Eb  
She used to get her kicks from a fall to the floor
Bb                                                      F  
But now she's always wasted
                             Gm                                    Eb  
A total looker, but she's jaded
Bb                                                      F                            Gm  Eb  
The kind of shivering wreck that I adore
                     Bb                                    F  
I can't offer you a rescue
                        Gm                                            Eb  
But I can tell you what I'd do
Bb                                                              F  
I'd tell my mother that I love her dearly
Gm                                                            Eb  
And tell my father that I need him back again
Bb                                                         F  
And if these words wont drop from your lips
Gm                                    Eb  
I will be your Freudian slip
Bb                                         F  
And flowers might wilt when we walk past
Gm                                              Eb  
And self-help might help when it makes us laugh
Gm                            F  
Only finding questions in answers
Gm                                            Eb  
You and I are just walking disasters (3x)
Bb                                                         F                                                                         Gm  Eb  
She only finds her love in a downtown store
Bb                                                                                                                    F  
Consumption makes her stronger
                                             Gm                                                      Eb  
You're the sweetest anaconda
Bb                                                                         F                                    Gm  Eb  
The kind of lack of respect that I adore
                          Bb                                            F  
I cant offer you a rescue
                                                                  Gm                                                                    Eb  
But when you've lost all that you have left to lose
Bb                                                                                 F  
I'd tell my mother that I love her dearly
Gm                                                                                 Eb  
And tell my father that I need him back again
Bb                                                                                    F  
And if these words wont drop from your lips
Gm                                              Eb  
I will be your Freudian slip
Bb                                         F                                                                                      Gm  Eb  
As sharp as a knife and as blunt as a wheel
Bb                                                                                 F                                                 Gm  Eb  
You be my calm I'll be your pneumatic drill
Bb                                                                      F                                                                    Gm  Eb  
And what we'll never want, we'll always need
                                                                                                  Gm                      F         Gm  
Right now we need some pop psychology
Eb  
To keep us up-beat
Bb                                                                                                    F  
So tell your mother that you love her dearly
Gm                                                                                                         Eb  
And tell your father your won't lock him out again
Bb                                                                                    F  
And if these words wont drop from your lips
Gm                                              Eb  
I will be your Freudian slip
Bb                                                            F  
And flowers might wilt when we walk past
Gm                                                              Eb  
And self-help might help when it makes us laugh
Gm                                      F  
Only finding questions in answers
Gm                                                         Eb  
You and I are just walking disasters (5x)