Turin Brakes - Pain Killer

tab by Ed Carter (ed.carter@breathe.com)
This is my first attempt at a tab, so apologies if it's in the wrong format!!!

Chords used in main verse:

     A               G6              F#m
e||--O------------|--O------------|--2------------||
B||--2------------|--O------------|--2------------||
G||--2------------|--O------------|--2------------||
D||--2------------|--O------------|--X------------||
A||--O------------|--2------------|--O------------||
E||--X------------|--3------------|--2------------||

Chords used in chorus:

     E               C#m             D
E||--O------------|--O------------|--2------------||
B||--O------------|--2------------|--3------------||
G||--1------------|--1------------|--2------------||
D||--2------------|--2------------|--O------------||
A||--2------------|--X------------|--X------------||
E||--O------------|--O------------|--X------------||

Notes:

When playing the A in the verse, you should place your strumming hand over
the strings to make them dead to achieve the scratchy sound half way through -
(that makes sense when you listen to the song!)


A                         G
Baton up the hatches here comes the cold,
A
I can feel it creeping,
             G
it's making me old,
A                                G
you give me so much love that it blows my brains out

A                                G

A                                     G
You need something better than the bacon and the eggs,
    A
the creaking in the walls,
            G
and the banging in the beds,
    A                            G
you give me so much love that it blows my brains out

A        F#m

[chorus]
E          C#m
Summer Rain,
D
Dripping down your face again,
E          C#m
Summer Rain,
D
Praying someone feels the same,
E          C#m
Take the pain killer,
D
cycle on your bicycle,
E          C#m          D
Leave all this misery behind

A                   G
A                   G
A                   G
A                   G

A              G
My love giving me head,
A
felling very guilty,
    G
breaking the bread,
A                       G
losing my attention I'm taking the world on

A                       G

A                            G
So baton up the hatches here comes the cold,
A
I can feel it creeping,
     G
it's making me old,
A                                G
you give me so much love that it blows my brains out

A        F#m

[chorus]

A       G
My love
A       G
My love
A       G
My love
A       G
My love
A       F#m
Oh My love

[chorus]