------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From the Hips acoustic - Cursive ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by:adampts Email:info@adampena.com Tuning: Standard **CAPO 3rd FRET** Chords (I'm not going to act like I know what they're really called) **relative to CAPO** Cmaj7 Am F G Dm Bm#9 C e|---0-------0----0-------3-----1------------0------------------------------| B|---0-------1----1-------0-----3-----4------1------------------------------| G|---4-------2----2-------0-----2-----4------0------------------------------| D|---2-------2----3-------0-----0-----0------2------------------------------| A|---3------------3-------2-----------2------3------------------------------| E|------------------------3-------------------------------------------------| ----INTRO------- Cmaj7 , Cmaj7 Am F G Cmaj7 I'm at my best when I'm at my worst Am F G Cmaj7 I'm at my worst when it's not rehearsed Bm#9 C I don't want to know the goddamn words G Am I don't want to have to spell it out Dm C Don't want to mumble what I'm trying to say G C maj7 I want to scream it from my foaming mouth Bm#9 C G Shoot out the lights and ride away ay a ay a Cmaj7 , Cmaj7 (then pick back up at the Am, same throughout!) Bridge plays the whole verse progression before picking up at G Cmaj7 ...And I wish that we had never talked Bm#9 C G Our hips said it all a all a all [lyrics continued] -------------------------------------------------------- I'm in my worst when I'm at my best I'm at my best when I'm trying to look and think and talk And sing and read and write like all the rest We're all just trying to play our roles In a play that runs ad nauseum I hate this damn enlightenment We were better off as animals We're at our best when it's from our hips From our hips we don't give a shit It just feels good, and that's no sin It's the only way to feel alive The closest thing to being born again And when baby comes, it's "job well done" Roll in the hay, or roll around the sun We're at our worst when it's from our lips From our lips we caused a rift And this world is falling in From Babel to barroom brawls Our words have formed a death sentence And I wish that we had never talked Our hips said it all And I wish that we had never talked Our hips said it all