Doesn't Remind Me

E       A   E   (X 2)


E                               A       E  
I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
E                              A   E
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E                      A          E
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
E                              A   E
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E                      A            E
I like studying faces in a parking lot
E                              A   E
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E                       A        E
I like driving backwards in the fog
E                              A   E
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything


E                     D     A                E
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
E                     D      A          E
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
E        D      A            E
I won't lie no more you can bet
E                D         A             E      A  E | E      A  E |
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget


E                   A         E
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
E                              A   E
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E                        A      E  
I like gospel music and canned applause
E                              A   E
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E                         A       E
I like colourful clothing in the sun
E                              A   E
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E                       A               E
I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues
E                              A   E
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything


E                     D     A	               E
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
E                     D      A          E
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
E        D      A            E
I won't lie no more you can bet
E                D         A             
I don't want to learn what I'll need 
 

Dm
  Bend and shape me
     C
  I love the way you are
A           Am
  Slow and sweetly
        G       E
  Like never before
Dm
  Calm and sleeping
      C
  We won't stir up the past
A        Am
  So discretely
      G          E
  We won't look back

Solo: E

E                     D     A	               E
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
E                     D      A          E
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
E        D      A            E
I won't lie no more you can bet
E                D         A             
I don't want to learn what I'll need 


         E                A               E
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
E                              A   E
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
E                           A              E
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
E                           A   E 
If it doesn't remind me of anything