The Fifth

Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we’ve done

Em           A
 My sweet release
        D
Sucking honey from the golden seed;
Em          A
 The pit beneath
Bm
Filling up with bumblebees
Em              A
 Can’t get that taste
     D
Your poison so sickly sweet
Em         A
 Out of my mouth;
    N.C.
I’m choking on my destiny

Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we’ve done

Em             A
 This will not cease
         D
But I’ll show you: I’m the one that bleeds
Em            A
 You split my seams
        Bm
And I'm spilling out into the sea
Em           A
 The more we wait
    D
The farther that I get from sleep;
Em         A
 One lie a day
   N.C.
To keep the truth from killing me

Em
 Bad dog, kick me
Bad bitch, bit me
A
 Bad love, black crown
Break up, break down.
Em
 Bad dog, kick me
Bad bitch, bit me
A
 Bad love, black crown
                 Am
Break up, break down.
          Em
I cut you out
    Am                                                  Em
But I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna go home now

Em                                                A
 My heart never could run, just get numb inside a fifth of something sweet
To help me come down when the feeling is gone.
Em                                                A
 My heart never could run, just get numb inside a fifth of something sweet
To help me come down when the feeling is gone.
Em                                                A
 My heart never could run, just get numb inside a fifth of something sweet
To help me come down when the feeling is gone.
Em                                                A
 My heart never could run, just get numb inside a fifth of something sweet
To help me come down when the feeling is gone.

Em    A   Em    A    Em   A   Em   A

Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we’ve done
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.
Em
 My heart doesn’t need a gun
       A
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes.

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