Losing Touch Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

E B F♯ G♯m

E B F♯ F♯

G♯m G♯m C♯ C♯

G♯m G♯m C♯ C♯

Verse 1

G♯m Console me in my G♯mdarkest hour, C♯ convince me that the C♯truth is always G♯mgrey.

 Caress me in your G♯mvelvet chair, C♯ conceal me from the C♯ghost you cast awEay.

Chorus 1

 I ain't in no Bhurry, you go F♯run and tell your G♯mfriends I'm lF♯osing toEuch.

 Fill their heads with Brumours of impending F♯doom F♯- it must be G♯mtrue.

Fill:

G♯m C♯ C♯

Verse 2

G♯m Console me in my darkest hour, C♯ and tell me that you C♯always hear my G♯mcries.

 I wonder what you G♯mgot conspired, C♯ I'm sure it dawns a C♯consolation Eprize.

Chorus 2

 I ain't in no Bhurry, you go F♯run and tell your G♯mfriends I'm lF♯osing toEuch.

 Fill the night with Bstories, the legend F♯grows, F♯7

 of how you got Blost, F♯ but you C♯mmade your wG♯may back home.E E

 You sold your Bsoul, F♯ like a C♯mroaming vG♯magabond, E yeah! F♯

Middle eight

G♯m I heard you found a G♯mwishing well, G♯m in the citG♯my.

G♯m Console me in my G♯mdarkest hour (in my G♯mdarkest hour) G♯m and you throw me Edown.

Chorus 3

 I ain't in no Bhurry, you go F♯run and tell your G♯mfriends I'm lF♯osing toEuch.

 Fill your crown with Brumours. F♯ F♯7

 Impending Edoom B- F♯ it must be G♯mtrue.

E B F♯ F♯

B F♯ But you C♯mmade your wG♯may back homeE. E

 You sold your Bsoul, F♯ like a C♯mroaming vG♯magabond. E E

 And about how you got Blost, F♯ but you C♯mmade your wG♯may back homeE. E

 You went and sold your Bsoul, F♯ an allC♯megiance dG♯mead and goneE. E

Outro

 I'm losing Btouch. F♯ C♯m G♯m E E

B F♯ C♯m G♯m E E

B F♯ C♯m G♯m E E

B F♯ C♯m G♯m E E

B

NB. Chords not in brackets fall on the first beat of the bar

Chords in brackets fall mid-bar

Intro

F C G Am

F C G G

Am Am D D

Am Am D D

Verse 1

Am Console me in my Amdarkest hour, D convince me that the Dtruth is always Amgrey.

 Caress me in your Amvelvet chair, D conceal me from the Dghost you cast awFay.

Chorus 1

 I ain't in no Churry, you go Grun and tell your Amfriends I'm lGosing toFuch.

 Fill their heads with Crumours of impending Gdoom G- it must be Amtrue.

Fill:

Am D D

Verse 2

Am Console me in my darkest hour, D and tell me that you Dalways hear my Amcries.

 I wonder what you Amgot conspired, D I'm sure it dawns a Dconsolation Fprize.

Chorus 2

 I ain't in no Churry, you go Grun and tell your Amfriends I'm lGosing toFuch.

 Fill the night with Cstories, the legend Ggrows, G7

 of how you got Clost, G but you Dmmade your wAmay back home.F F

 You sold your Csoul, G like a Dmroaming vAmagabond, F yeah! G

Middle eight

Am I heard you found a Amwishing well, Am in the citAmy.

Am Console me in my Amdarkest hour (in my Amdarkest hour) Am and you throw me Fdown.

Chorus 3

 I ain't in no Churry, you go Grun and tell your Amfriends I'm lGosing toFuch.

 Fill your crown with Crumours. G G7

 Impending Fdoom C- G it must be Amtrue.

F C G G

C G But you Dmmade your wAmay back homeF. F

 You sold your Csoul, G like a Dmroaming vAmagabond. F F

 And about how you got Clost, G but you Dmmade your wAmay back homeF. F

 You went and sold your Csoul, G an allDmegiance dAmead and goneF. F

Outro

 I'm losing Ctouch. G Dm Am F F

C G Dm Am F F

C G Dm Am F F

C G Dm Am F F

C

NB. Chords not in brackets fall on the first beat of the bar

Chords in brackets fall mid-bar