Tattered Line Of String taby ukulele według The Postal Service

C            Em
We drained every night
         C         Em       
In the lower East Side
           C                 Em             C        Em                                       
And you failed to catch the train back to Queens
         C          Em         
So you came to my room
               C                        Em                                        
We did some things that we knew not to do
        C           Em            C            Em
In the glow of the nights golden hue 


Chorus

              F                G
You've got a tattered line of string
             Am             C
That you've tied 'round everything
           F                G
That you want to call your own
        Am              C 
But it never seems to hold


Verse II

         C       Em
When we woke we agreed
        C               Em
That we would not ever speak
          C        Em                 C       Em
Of this night to anyone that we both knew
                C             Em
And you said, "Every time we kiss
        C                       Em               
I felt something that could not exist"
         C                Em                   C       Em
And I confessed that I thought that I felt it too


Chorus

                F               G
You've got a tattered line of string
            Am            C
That you've tied 'round everything
                F                        Em
That you want to call your own
         G              C
But it never seems to hold


Break

C Em 
C Em
C Em
C Em 


Chorus

               F                 G
You've got a tattered line of string
              Am            C
That you've tied 'round everything
           F                G
That you want to call your own
         Am            C
But it never seems to hold