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Tom:
Verse 1
G D Am C Love grows in me like a tumor,
G D Am C parasites bent on devouring its host.
G D Am C I'm developing my sense of humor,
G D Am C till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth,
G D Am C till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet. 1
C Am Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
C Am maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesnt get burned. (No C hord) G D Am C What the fuck was I thinking? Verse 2
G D Am C Love plows through me like a dozer,
G D Am C I've got more give than a bale of hay,
G D Am C and there's always a big mess left over.
G D Am C What did you do? What did you say?
G D Am C With what did you do and what did you say? 2
C Am Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
C Am maybe I'll be the special one that doesnt get burned. (No C hord) G D Am C What the fuck was I thinking?
G D Am C What the fuck was I thinking?
G D Am C What the fuck was I thinking? Verse 3
G D Am C Love tears me up like a demon.
G D Am C Opens the wounds and fills them with lead,
G D Am C and I'm having some trouble just breathing.
G D Am C If we werent such good friends I think that I'd hate you. G D Am (No Chord) If we weren't such good friends I'd wish you were dead Repeat Chorus 1
G D Am C Oh it's so embarrasing
G D Am C I'm this awkward and uncomprable thing,
G D Am C and I'm running out of places to hide
G D Am C and I'm running out of places to hide
G D Am C What the fuck was I thinking? (Repeat last line ~ 4 times and end on C)
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Composição: Jenny Owen Youngs

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