Dashboard Confessional is an acoustic rock group started in 2000, by Chris Carrabba in Boca Raton, Florida, as a side project from his band Further Seems Forever.
Chris recorded his first album, The Swiss Army Romance, in 2000. The following year, he recorded Further Seems Forever's debut album The Moon Is Down. However, he left the band soon after the album's release, instead recording and releasing his sophomore album The Places You Have Come to Fear the Most, as well as a follow-up EP titled So Impossible.
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Dashboard Confessional Hell On The Throat Alter The Ending 2009 Vagrant Records Submitted by: [email protected]
Key: B
Tuning: Standard EADGBe
Chords used: B - x24442 F# - 244322 G#m - 466444 E - 022100 F#/Bb - x143xx
Intro: B--
Verse 1: BE A line of strands to mark the trail EF#B No one said it would be easy B I must admit EE I thought that risk was better F#B waged in younger seasons
Refrain 1:: G#m And all these years in the cold B play hell on the throat E Until everything I say B burns like cinders
Chorus 2: BF#/Bb But it's hard to belong G#mF# to a girl or a song EF#B In the crease of a strangling winter BF#/Bb It's strange to be lost G#mF# Stranger still to be lone on R F#B the strings of a twisting line
Verse 2: BE Along the way the turns are sharp EF# No one said they B would be easy B I must admit EE I thought the trip was better F#B made in younger seasons
Refrain 2: G#m But all these years in pursuit B made a man of a fool EB Till every word I say is on waver
Chorus 2: BF#/Bb Well it's hard to belong G#mF# To a girl or a song EF# In the case of a selfish believer BF#/Bb It's strange to be lost G#mF# Stranger still to belong on EF#B the strings in a twisting line
Interlude: B--E--E-F#-B-
(Repeat Chorus 2)
Outro: BF#/BbG#m And when the path I have made F#E From the grass to the grave F#B I will love you still BF#/BbG#m And when the sand turns to glass F#E And all that's left is the past F#B(hold) I will love you still