My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys (First Draft Phone Memo)

Hey, so, um, this is kind of an abnormal structure

But I think it could be really cool this way

And just, it sounds sad 'cause it's on piano, um, and, I'm sad in general

But um, it's gotta have, like, a driving synth beat, or whatever

                  F
Oh, here we go again
                    Am
The voices in his head
                  Em
Ring out louder than our midnight sighs
                  F
The sickest army doll
                   Am
Purchased at the mall
             Em
Rivulets descend my plastic smile

 F                                 G
But you should've seen him when he first got me

F       C                       G      Em
My boy only breaks his favorite toys, toys, oh
F         C                    G       Em
I'm queen of sand castles he destroys, oh, oh
F                         C
'Cause it fit too right, puzzle pieces in the dead of night
G                                        Em
Should've known it was a matter of time, oh, oh
F       C               G             Em         F
My boy only breaks his favorite toys, oh, oh oh oh

            Am
There was a litany of reasons why
                   Em
It could've been different this time
F                          F
I know I'm just repeating myself
                    Am
Put me back on my shelf

But first, pull the string
Em
I'll tell you that he runs
         F
Because he loves me

 F                                     G
'Cause you should've seen him when he first saw me

F      C                        G      Em
My boy only breaks his favorite toys, toys, oh
F                C              G      Em
I'm queen of the kingdoms he destroys, oh, oh
F                        C
'Cause I knew too much, there was danger in the heat of my touch
G                               Em
Said forever, then he blew it up, oh, oh
F       C                        G    Em
My boy only breaks his favorite toys, toys

C                G
Just say when, I'd play again
        Dm                 F
He was my best friend and that was the worst part
C                  G
I felt more then, in brief moments
          Dm
Than with all the kens
       F                     C
'Cause he took me out of my box
  G                      Dm
Left all these broken parts
      F                 C
And kept my tortured heart
      G                  Dm
And told me I'm better off
        F
But I'm not


And I think you can just end it like that