Okkervil River - Song Of Our So-Called Friend Chords

VERSE 1:
A                                        Bm                                 F#m
Remember when our so-called friend would not call out to you while tumbling loosely out a hole punched through 
     D          A                                        Bm                                F#m
your home? It's pretty clear, though you could hear, you truly finally knew in time, he'll tell his tale 
                     D
the way he'd like it told.
       F#m          D                Bm               D
Now he isn't on the phone. His story might as well be so.

VERSE 2:
      A                             Bm                                 F#m                               D
Well, loving is as loving does, and I'd say we should know, because we both have loved and lost and are alone.
     A                                   Bm                                        F#m
Your face's falling tears, to me they're lovely and they're dear, though you don't love me and it's clear that 
       D
I will never see you in my arms.

        F#m             D         Bm                         D
There's no room in your heart for even this finely-sharpened dart. 
  A                 Bm                         D              A
Although I had started to think there might be hope, it isn't so.

INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE:
A  Bm  F#m  D
A  Bm  F#m  D

BRIDGE:
   F#m           Bm               D                A
So wake up, make up some new song again around the same tune. 
          F#m                                       Bm
The water cools; the leaves, they fall; the sun, it bends;
                               D              A
the summer ends; our so-called friend doesn't need you.

VERSE 3:
           A                                   Bm                              F#m      
So proceed out the door and down the street. December's lying near, but in the oven's heat this house is now a 
D     A                                 Bm                                 F#m                           D
home. Sixty days of trips and stays you took to tell me, dear, that you cannot love me because you secretly 

still love a stone. 
         F#m                 D               Bm                       D
Though I put my lips to your face, trying to push his kiss out of its place...
  A                    Bm                     D                   A
Although my heart started to race, now it has slowed, I'll let it go.

INSTRUMENTAL OUTRO:
A  Bm  F#m  D
A  Bm  F#m  D
A