Dm F
I don't have the time to hear you whine about a broken heart
C G
She's a pistol-packing matador and I'm the bull to taunt
Dm F
I'm adoring this contortionist who warped my inner thoughts
C G
But I was easy pickins, she would listen and, boy, I loved to talk
Dm Am F
Mesmerizing eyes turned me into stone
G
And together I'm alone
Am
And I don't even want you back
F
Even though you're all I have
C G
My medusa, I could use her till I crumble and I crack
Am
And you don't ever cross my mind
F
But I've been known to tell white lies
C G
My medusa, I could use her till I crumble and I crack
Am F C
This concrete heart
Am F C
This concrete heart, oh no
Dm F
I'm obsessed with where the edge is and how close that I can get
C G
I've been sitting on a nervous horse with a rope around my neck
Dm F
I can hear those footsteps closing in, this stud's about to run
C G
And I've hit this line a thousand times, God, I hope this is the one
Am
And I don't even want you back
F
Even though you're all I have
C G
My medusa, I could use her till I crumble and I crack
Am
And you don't ever cross my mind
F
But I've been known to tell white lies
C G
My medusa, I could use her till I crumble and I crack
Am F C
This concrete heart, oh, yeah
Am F C
This concrete heart, oh no
Am
Lipstick on a glass of wine
F
A cigarette that's half of mine
C G
I smoke until the ember burns my lips
Am
And I know I've been broke before
F
But she's a pimp who needs a whore
C G
And I've been known to sell my soul for less (one, two, three)
Am
And I don't even want you back
F
Even though you're all I have
C G
My medusa, I could use her till I crumble and I crack
Am
And you don't ever cross my mind
F
But I've been known to tell white lies
C G
My medusa, I could use her till I crumble and I crack
Am F C
This concrete heart, oh, yeah
Am F C
This concrete heart, mm, yeah
Am
This concrete heart
