Dashboard Confessional es un grupo de música de origen estadounidense, liderado por el músico-compositor y guitarrista Chris Carrabba, originario de Boca Ratón (Florida).
En 1999 nace Dashboard Confessional como un proyecto solista-paralelo de Chris Carrabba, en el cual Chris tocaba la guitarra, cantaba y escribía todas las canciones.
Chris Carrabba grabó un par de cintas, entregadas una a su hermana y otra a su mejor amiga -Amy Fleisher-, quien trabajaba para Fiddler Records.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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