JamisonParker is a two-piece emo outfit. Their official website is: http://www.jamisonparker.com/ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- BITING BULLETS - JamisonParker ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: Evan Reyes Email: evanreyes2951@yahoo.com Tuning: Standard (EADGBe) Intro Guitar 1 plays these chords under the lead riff, you can figure out the rhythm e|-------------------| B|-------------------| G|---5---------------| x2 D|---5---3---7---3---| A|---3---3---7---3---| E|-------1---5---1---| Guitar 2 plays this lead line e|---------------------------------| B|---8-8-5-5-6-6-6-5-5-6-----------| G|-----------------------5-5-5-5---| x2 D|---------------------------------| A|---------------------------------| E|---------------------------------| Verse No lead here e|-------------------| B|-------------------| G|---5---------------| x2 D|---5---3---7---3---| A|---3---3---7---3---| E|-------1---5---1---| Prechorus Still no lead e|-------------------| B|-------------------| G|-------------------| x2 D|---5---3-----------| A|---5---3-----------| E|---3---1-----------| Chorus e|-------------------------------------------------------| B|-------------------------------------------------------| G|---5-----------5-----------5---------------5-----------| D|---5---5---3---5---5---3---5---5---3---5---5---5---3---| A|---3---5---3---3---5---3---3---5---3---5---3---5---3---| E|-------3---1-------3---1-------3---1---3-------3---1---| Bridge-type thing is same progression as verse End on e|-------------------| B|-------------------| G|---5---------------| D|---5---------------| A|---3---------------| E|-------------------| Lyrics Did you know you were the girl that made me hate blond hair and I just can't wait to make you hate me a little more and everynight that I spend with bloodshot eyes and no end and enough excuses here to bury me alive so here I am a love worn masochist with hearts carved straight across my chest letting the carpet soak up all that's left to give Will you swear you won't be sleepin' cause I can't begin to dream to shut my eyes and I'm biting bullets and watching phones for no apparent reason and I don't think that I'll make it out alive Did you know you were the girl that made love a four letter word I just can't wait to make you hate me a little more you made my head a mess with the life of doctors notes and ink blot tests and enough empty bottles to bury me alive so here I am a love worn masochist with hearts carved straight across my chest letting the carpet soak up all that's left to give Will you swear you won't be sleepin' cause I can't begin to dream to shut my eyes and I'm biting bullets and watching phones for no apparent reason and I don't think that I'll make it out alive When a smile is a close call and my words caught in my throat I'm an inch away from dying and I'm lucky if I choke When a smile is a close call(I wear my heart) and my words caught in my throat (on my sleeve) I'm an inch away from dying (and you'll still) and I'm lucky if I choke (walk right by me) so here I am a love worn masochist with hearts carved straight across my chest letting the carpet soak up all that's left to give Will you swear you won't be sleepin' (I wear my heart on my sleeve) cause I can't begin to dream to shut my eyes (and you'll still walk right by me) and I'm biting bullets and watching phones (I wear my heart on my sleeve) for no apparent reason (and you'll still walk right by me) and I don't think that I'll make it out alive no, I don't think that I'll make it out alive