She Crows Documented Minor Emotional Breakdown 4

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A Bm D
A                                  D
Writing sleeper hits for all these weeping dip shits,
E                                    D
turning tricks for cheap kicks where I can.
D                  G          D
I turn ‘em with my whole damn body,
D                   G          D
I turn ‘em with my whole damn body.
             A
She told her friends she’d got with me,
    D
She lied it drunkenly.
D         E                        D
I’m only angry because I wish she had.
D                 G          D
I wish it with my whole damn body,
D                 G          D
I wish it with my whole damn body.
A              Bm                 G                            D
Fifty thousand cotton wool balls, line your whole bedroom floor,
E               Bm                      G                   D
soaked in black tears from your mascara, resembles piles of coal.
G                       D               Bm                               D
And we’ll stack them up high and lie by fireside to the morning from the night.
G                        D                             Bm                                D
Led on an ex-boyfriend’s corpse, I slit from gullet to balls and splayed his face to the floor
G   D                   G                      D
She crows, "you want my happiness, but on your terms"
G     D                   G                  D
And I know, you’re just a foot up out of the doldrums.
A Bm D
D                               A                E                               D
All the finger sucking, singer fucking girls are making me wake up in these cold sweats.
D                  G          D
I sweat it from my whole damn body,
D                  G          D
I sweat it from my whole damn body.
D                                     A                      E                         D
Swapping drinks tickets for all these indiscreet snippets of how it feels to truly be adored.
D               G          D
I feel it in my whole damn body,
D               G          D
I feel it in my whole damn body.
E                      Bm           G                           D
Blue blood, red carpet burns in the white of your home counties skin.
E             Bm                G                                   D
Daddy's a patriot, enjoyed this summer a lot, but hide your jubilee knees.
G                           D                                    Bm                       D
Me, half hard, from while I dreamt pressed in the corner of your bed recollecting what we did.
G                  D                                  Bm                               D
Taxi cab to travel lodge, he drops me off outside the lobby, lowers his wink like guillotine.
G   D                   G                      D
She crows, "you want my happiness, but on your terms"
G     D                   G                  D
And I know, you’re just a foot up out of the doldrums.
Bm
Invite in for coffee blends and night ends
A
We get head like Nescafe gold blend.
G
Big tip for the pretty girl waiting the IHOP
D
these blank napkins: unwritten suicide notes.
A                                                D
It's dark inside these eyelids, blacker than the ink, squid.