Patterns of Fairytales - The National 


G, F, C 

G, C, F, C x2 


G              C         F           C                         
Tonight there isn't any light under your door 
G            C                F           C                   
I guess you must be somewhere breathing 
G              C                F                 C            
Where skin and everything still know what they are for 
G            C               F        C                             
And blood remembers where to go 


G          C                 F               C                 
I fell in love with you, no matter what you say 
G             C                F        C                      
But you were right about the reasons 
G           C          F              C                        
To turn a magdeline into the month of May 
G                       C           F     C                    
I should've known the magdeline was me 


     G       C        F      C                                 
So I'm turning on the stereo 
     G   C            F      C                                 
And I'm lining up the names 
G        C      F          C           G, C, F, C                         
On the mixes I made before you 
     G      C         F           C                                
And I'm turning into fairy tales 
G    C              F       C                                  
With glitter and some glue 
G       C      F     C        G   C  F   C                         
Everything we ever planned to ev--er do 


G, C, F, C 


G                        F              C                     
Tonight there isn't any light under your door 
G                              F         C                    
I guess you must be somewhere breathing 
G                             F               C              
In patterns unfamiliar to the one you're underneath 
G                            F        C                       
I pinned those patterns in my coat 


     G       C        F      C                                 
So I'm turning on the stereo 
     G      C         F           C                                
And I'm turning into fairy tales 
      G         C      F      C                                 
Yes I'm turning on the stereo 
      G   C          F   C                                     
And I'm turning into you 


G, C, F, C x7 
G, C