Id Contribute More Dead

   B  E  F#  G#m  E (high) Eb  C#m
E|2--0--2---4----7--------6---4| 
B|4--0--2---4----9--------7---5| 
G|4--1--3---4----9--------8---6| 
D|4--2--4---6----9--------9---6| 
A|2--2--4---6----7--------6---4| 
E|---0--2---4-----------------|  

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.

(Chorus)
           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I?m running on outdated hardware while shopping for phones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.


(Nice little bass part)
a|2-2-2-2-2-2-2/4/6---------------0-0-0-0-0-2-2| ??----------- 
E|-----------------0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-------------0-0-0-0-0-0-0|  


(Chorus)
           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.