Biography:
The Postal Service was an American indie electropop band which formed in Seattle, Washington in 2001. The group consisted of Ben Gibbard (vocals, guitar, keyboards), Jimmy Tamborello (production, programming, synthesizers) and Jenny Lewis (vocals, guitar). The band released one album "Give Up" in 2003 and were active until 2005. The band reunited in 2013 for a reunion tour before permanently disbanding that August.
The band started life as a side project for singer Ben Gibbard of Death Cab For Cutie and producer Jimmy Tamborello of Dntel
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Verse:
G Em G F
Am Em G
(repeated twice every verse)
Chorus:
F Am Em
Bridge:
G Em (repeats until bridge end)
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We drained every dime, in the lower east side
And you failed to catch the train back to Queens
So you came to my room
We did some things that we knew not to do
In the glow of the night’s golden cue
Chorus:
You’ve got the tattered line of string,
And you tied round everything
That you want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
When we walk, we agreed
That we will not ever sṗeak of this night to anyone that we both knew
Then you said:
‘Every time we kissed, I felt something that couldn’t exist’
And I confessed that I thought I felt it too
Chorus:
I’ve got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
Chorus:
I got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
E-verything
Every-thing
Never seems to hold
Never seems to hold
Chorus:
You’ve got the tattered line of string,
And you tied round everything
That you want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
Chorus:
I got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call my own
But it never seems to hold
Never seems to hold
G Em G F
Am Em G
(repeated twice every verse)
Chorus:
F Am Em
Bridge:
G Em (repeats until bridge end)
---
We drained every dime, in the lower east side
And you failed to catch the train back to Queens
So you came to my room
We did some things that we knew not to do
In the glow of the night’s golden cue
Chorus:
You’ve got the tattered line of string,
And you tied round everything
That you want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
When we walk, we agreed
That we will not ever sṗeak of this night to anyone that we both knew
Then you said:
‘Every time we kissed, I felt something that couldn’t exist’
And I confessed that I thought I felt it too
Chorus:
I’ve got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
Chorus:
I got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
E-verything
Every-thing
Never seems to hold
Never seems to hold
Chorus:
You’ve got the tattered line of string,
And you tied round everything
That you want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
Chorus:
I got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call my own
But it never seems to hold
Never seems to hold
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