Biography:
Knuckle Puck is an American pop punk band, formed in 2010 in the south suburbs of Chicago, Illinois. The band got its name from a Stick to Your Guns t-shirt that said "Knuckle Puck Crew". The band consisted of lead vocalist Joe Taylor, lead guitarist Kevin Maida, and drummer John Siorek. The group started writing original songs in April 2011 with the addition of rhythm guitarist Nick Casasanto. The group had friends fill in on bass. In July, the band played its first ever show.
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Other songs:
- Alexander Pl
- Bedford Falls
- But Why Would You Care
- Calendar Days
- Calender Days
- Conduit
- Dead Wrong
- Disdain
- Double Helix
- Evergreen
- Everyone Lies To Me
- Everything Must Go
- Fences
- Give Up
- Gold Rush
- Gone
- In My Room
- In Your Crosshairs
- Indecisive
- Nervous Passenger
- No Good
- Oak Street
- Oak Street Acoustic
- Plastic Brains
- Poison Pen Letter
- Ponder
- Poor Excuses
- Pretense
- Stateside
- Stationary
- Stuck
- Stuck In Our Ways
- Swing
- Townsend
- Transparency
- True Contrite
- Twist
- Untitled
- Wait
- Wall To Wall Depreciation
- Want Me Around
- Watterson
- Woodwork
- Your Back Porch
Four years of hard work!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Knuckle Puck
Townsend
Submitted by: jeremyunderground41@yahoo.com
Key: Eb
Tuning: Standard EADGBe
Chords used:
Ab - 466544
Eb - x68886
Bb - x13331
Fm - 133111
Intro: Ab Eb Fm x3
Verse 1:
Ab
You fucked me up and
Eb
left me hanging from
Fm
the bottom rung And
Ab
now my wrists are sore
Eb
these hands no good
Fm
for anyone So now
Ab
I'm trying to make it
Eb Fm
through my first June
Ab Eb Fm
without you Without you
Chorus 1:
Ab
I can't feel anything
Eb Fm
past these broken bones
Ab
And this last December
Eb
only made me feel more
Fm
alone (Don't come home)
Ab
I'm not saying you're
Eb Fm
something that's stuck
Ab
in my head Cause
it takes more than
Eb
a thorn to keep me
Fm
out of the garden
Verse 2:
Ab
I spent three summers
Eb
here with my eyes
Bb Ab
open wide But now
everything has
Eb
crumbled along
Bb Ab
with your spine
It's more apathy
Eb Bb
than anything anymore
Ab
And less of where
I'm standing at your
Eb
front door Begging
Fm
that you let me in
Refrain:
Ab
So go cry to your
Eb Fm
father in hopes
Ab
that I'll unwrite
these songs
Eb Bb Ab
about his daughter
Chorus 2:
Ab
I can't feel anything
Eb Fm
past these broken bones
Ab
And this last December
Eb
only made me feel more
Fm
alone (Don't come home)
Ab
I'm not saying you're
Eb Fm
something that's stuck
Ab
in my head Cause
it takes more than
Eb
a thorn to keep me
Fm Ab Eb Fm Ab Eb Fm
out of the garden
Bridge:
Ab
I don't sleep anymore
Eb Fm
Knowing you're not
Ab
getting much On
the fourth floor
Eb
of Townsend On
Fm
the fourth floor
of Townsend
(Repeat x4)
Chorus 3:
Ab
I can't feel anything
Eb Fm
past these broken bones
Ab
And this last December
Eb
only made me feel more
Fm
alone (Don't come home)
Ab
I'm not saying you're
Eb Fm
something that's stuck
Ab
in my head Cause
it takes more than
Eb
a thorn to keep me
Fm Ab(hold)
out of the garden
Townsend
Submitted by: jeremyunderground41@yahoo.com
Key: Eb
Tuning: Standard EADGBe
Chords used:
Ab - 466544
Eb - x68886
Bb - x13331
Fm - 133111
Intro: Ab Eb Fm x3
Verse 1:
Ab
You fucked me up and
Eb
left me hanging from
Fm
the bottom rung And
Ab
now my wrists are sore
Eb
these hands no good
Fm
for anyone So now
Ab
I'm trying to make it
Eb Fm
through my first June
Ab Eb Fm
without you Without you
Chorus 1:
Ab
I can't feel anything
Eb Fm
past these broken bones
Ab
And this last December
Eb
only made me feel more
Fm
alone (Don't come home)
Ab
I'm not saying you're
Eb Fm
something that's stuck
Ab
in my head Cause
it takes more than
Eb
a thorn to keep me
Fm
out of the garden
Verse 2:
Ab
I spent three summers
Eb
here with my eyes
Bb Ab
open wide But now
everything has
Eb
crumbled along
Bb Ab
with your spine
It's more apathy
Eb Bb
than anything anymore
Ab
And less of where
I'm standing at your
Eb
front door Begging
Fm
that you let me in
Refrain:
Ab
So go cry to your
Eb Fm
father in hopes
Ab
that I'll unwrite
these songs
Eb Bb Ab
about his daughter
Chorus 2:
Ab
I can't feel anything
Eb Fm
past these broken bones
Ab
And this last December
Eb
only made me feel more
Fm
alone (Don't come home)
Ab
I'm not saying you're
Eb Fm
something that's stuck
Ab
in my head Cause
it takes more than
Eb
a thorn to keep me
Fm Ab Eb Fm Ab Eb Fm
out of the garden
Bridge:
Ab
I don't sleep anymore
Eb Fm
Knowing you're not
Ab
getting much On
the fourth floor
Eb
of Townsend On
Fm
the fourth floor
of Townsend
(Repeat x4)
Chorus 3:
Ab
I can't feel anything
Eb Fm
past these broken bones
Ab
And this last December
Eb
only made me feel more
Fm
alone (Don't come home)
Ab
I'm not saying you're
Eb Fm
something that's stuck
Ab
in my head Cause
it takes more than
Eb
a thorn to keep me
Fm Ab(hold)
out of the garden
