This file is part of a collection that (moreso than the rest of the site) are not meant to be detailed or accurate transcriptions of the original recordings. They're just some simple chord charts that I made for my own use, some of them my own arrangements.
YOUR USUAL RESPONSE by Jill Phillips www.jillphillips.com
From her 2008 album The Good Things
Written by Jill Phillips
Transcribed by T-rev www.t-rev.net
Capo 2
E2 E E2 E A6 A2 A6 A2
E . E
I don't know why you made me the way you did
E . E
With a desire to connect then to sever the ties again
E . E
Looking through an eight-foot tinted glass perimeter fence
C#m7
It seems the grass is always greener
E A2 E A2
I can't explain how weak my conviction is
E A2 E A2
How I can make up my mind but it won't make a difference
E A2 E A2
It's like I am allergic to solutions that would make any sense
C#m B4 A2 E
Just a moth around a fire
CHORUS
C#m A2 E
But You're reaching out your arms of forgiveness
C#m A2 E
It's your usual response I'm afraid
C#m A2 E A2 E A2
After all the things I've done you love me anyway
E A2 E (A2)
I can't figure out how to make the distractions stop
E A2 E A2
So your whispers of truth won't get lost in the chaos
E A2 E A2
My sense of self-importance is inflated and it's going to pop
C#m B4 A2 E
Like a helium balloon
REPEAT CHORUS
E A2 E A2
Hmm------
C#m B4 A2 E
I keep running away
REPEAT CHORUS
Transcribed 2020-07-25 by T-rev
More tab available at www.t-rev.net
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I don't know why you made me the way you did
With a desire to connect then to sever the ties again
Looking through an eight-foot tinted glass perimeter fence
It seems the grass is always greener
I can't explain how weak my conviction is
How I can make up my mind but it won't make a difference
It's like I am allergic to solutions that would make any sense
Just a moth around a fire
But You're reaching out your arms of forgiveness
It's your usual response I'm afraid
After all the things I've done you love me anyway
I can't figure out how to make the distractions stop
So your whispers of truth won't get lost in the chaos
My sense of self-importance is inflated and it's going to pop
Like a helium balloon
But You're reaching out your arms of forgiveness
It's your usual response I'm afraid
After all the things I've done you love me anyway
I keep running away
But You're reaching out your arms of forgiveness
It's your usual response I'm afraid
After all the things I've done you love me anyway
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