Kudzu

F#m A E D
F#m A E D
PART I
      F#m
Is it greener where you are now?
       A
Do you need it to be green?
        E
I could take over your garden
       D
I just need to be seen
      F#m
Is it beautiful, your garden?
          A
Are there flowers where you stand?
       E
Do you need them to be hidden?
      D
I can give you a hand
             F#m      A
Could I stay one more night
           E        D
Until I go home
          F#m      A
It’s just one more night
                E
I swear I’ll be gone after that
         D
Till you come crawling back to me next
N.C.
PART II

(Shit)
Dmaj7
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
(Fucked up in the crib talking to my- talking to myself)
Dmaj7
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
(But what is myself if I’m just trillions of single cells?)
Dmaj7
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
(Fucked up in the crib talking to my- talking to myself)
Dmaj7
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
(But what is myself if I’m just trillions of single cells?)

Dmaj7                                       F#m
Now I’ve been in therapy half my life and I feel the same
I feel insane, daily
Dmaj7                                        F#m
And I would do whatever just to get me through
                      Dmaj7
And it doesn’t really work like that
But it helps
              F#m
If you wanted dishonesty
You better see someone else
              Dmaj7
Believe me, I get it
I’ve been struggling too
        F#m
Not the greatest way to heal
But it’s something to do until

Dmaj7
  I’m put aside
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
Contrary to popular belief I tried, eh
(Fucked up in the crib talking to my- talking to myself)
Dmaj7
  I’m terrified
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
One day I might know if it was justified, eh
(But what is myself if I’m just trillions of single cells?)
Dmaj7
  I’m put aside
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
Contrary to popular belief I tried, eh
(Fucked up in the crib talking to my- talking to myself)
Dmaj7
  I’m terrified
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
One day I might know if it was justified, eh
(But what is myself if I’m just trillions of single cells?)

Dmaj7
(Came from the dirt, that’s where we going back)
F#m
(Came from the dirt, that’s where we going back)
Dmaj7
(Came from the dirt, that’s where we going back)
F#m
(Grew it from the ground so hell yeah you know I’m smoking that)

Dmaj7
My friends are addicts
         F#m
Some are still, but some got sober
Dmaj7
And I wanna say I’m jealous
         F#m
But it’s been three days without
And now I’m over it
Dmaj7
I was so sure that
       F#m
I’d be cured as I got older
         Dmaj7
But it’s been three hundred years
      F#m
And I still feel bitter, scared
And inconsiderate

Dmaj7
 I’m put aside
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
Contrary to popular belief I tried, eh
(Fucked up in the crib talking to my- talking to myself)
Dmaj7
 I’m terrified
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
One day I might know if it was justified, eh
(But what is myself if I’m just trillions of single cells?)
Dmaj7
 I’m put aside
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
Contrary to popular belief I tried, eh
(Fucked up in the crib talking to my- talking to myself)
Dmaj7
 I’m terrified
(Yeah, fucked up in the crib talking to myself)
F#m
One day I might know if it was justified, eh
(But what is myself if I’m just trillions of single cells?)

Dmaj7 F#m
(Shit, they never ask how the fuck he is, you know? Shit)
Dmaj7 F#m
Dmaj7 F#m
Dmaj7 F#m

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