Cute Is What We Aim For - Practice Makes Chords

(Perfect)
Cute Is What We Aim For
Practice Makes Perfect
Rotation
2008 Fueled By Ramen Records

Key: F#

Tuning: Standard EADGBe

Chords used:
B -     x24442
F#/Bb - x143xx
Ebm -   x68876
C# -    x46664
F# -    244322
G#m -   466444
C#/F -  143xxx


Intro: B--F#/Bb--B--C#-- x2

        B              F#/Bb            B            C#
e|---------9-----|---------9-----|---------9-----|---------6-----|
B|---7---7---7---|---7---7---7---|---7---7---7---|---7---7---7---|
G|---------------|---------------|---------------|-6---6-------6-|
D|-9---9-------9-|-8---8-------8-|-9---9-------9-|---------------|
A|---------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
E|---------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|


Verse 1:
B                Ebm
  So sweet I can hardly speak
       C#
Due to such trauma in my teeth
B                  Ebm
  But your body language
              C#
is telling me that
you're worth the pain
B               Ebm
  So weak I can hardly keep
      C#
Shaky legs holding up my feet
B               Ebm
  But your body language is
           C#
telling me I'm not to blame


Piano: at "so weak"
e|-19-18-------------------|
B|-------19----19-21-19----|
G|----------18----------18-|
D|-------------------------|
A|-------------------------|
E|-------------------------|


Refrain 1:
B              F#/Bb
Practice makes perfect
B              B(hold)
Practice makes perfect sense


Guitar 2: at refrain
e|------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------|
G|-3-3-3-3--1-1-1-1--3-3-3-3--6-6-6-6-|
D|-4-4-4-4--3-3-3-3--4-4-4-4--4-4-4-4-| x2
A|------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------|


Chorus 1:
B      F#        Ebm
I've become what mother
              C#
wouldn't want in a son
B      F#     Ebm
I have done a few
           C#
things I regret
    B(hold)
But practice
makes perfect
Practice makes
perfect sense to me


Interlude: B--Ebm--C#-- x2


Verse 2:
B            Ebm
  Wake up at first light
            C#
hearing you calling out
B          Ebm
  For your criminal clothing
     C#
that fled the scene
Upon ripping free
B         Ebm
  Conversation ensued
C#
  And I want so
many things to you
B
Sip after sip you
  Ebm
insist you're a hit
C#
Sip after sip yeah
I swear I can feel it


Refrain 2:
B(hold)
Practice makes perfect
Practice makes perfect sense


Chorus 2:
B      F#        Ebm
I've become what mother
              C#
wouldn't want in a son
B      F#     Ebm
I have done a few
           C#
things I regret
Ebm    F#        B
I've become what mother
wouldn't want in a son
Ebm    F#
I have done
     B
what mother
wouldn't want
what mother
wouldn't want
in a son


Interlude: Ebm----Ebm-C#/F-F#-G#m-B-F#/Bb-B-G#m


Refrain 3:
Ebm            C#/F
Practice makes perfect
F#             G#m
Practice makes perfect sense
B              F#/Bb
Practice makes perfect
B              C#
Practice makes perfect sense


(Repeat Chorus 2)
(Repeat Refrain 3)


Outro:
   B(hold)
To me