Feet

G             D             A
Don't let the sun set on an argument
G            D                      A
It's easy to say when you're not in one, that's a fact
       Bm                        A                 D               G
'Cause when we're not getting a- long, she's got a strong stubborn side
Bm          A                      G
But I can't call that kettle black

             D               G         A             D     C#m
'Cause some- times our silly fights go well into the night
          Bm            G             D                 A
And we'll hit the sack, back to back, too ticked off to speak
     D      D/F#     G             A      Bb       Bm     G
We'd rather hold our grudges, than be the one that budges
D          A           Bm
We'd go to bed butting heads and tugging  Ab+ sheets
       D             A                      G
But we never fall a- sleep without touching feet

| G  F#m  Em  D | A   | x 2

G                D             A
Yeah, we'll take cover on that queen-size battle field
G         D               A
Her angry eyes are almost closed
Bm            A                   D       G
We'll swallow just enough of that foolish pride
Bm             A             G
To whisper the truth soul to soul, toe to toe

      D               G         A             D     C#m
Some- times our silly fights go well into the night
          Bm            G             D                 A
And we'll hit the sack, back to back, too ticked off to speak
     D      D/F#     G             A      Bb       Bm     G
We'd rather hold our grudges, than be the one that budges
D          A           Bm
We'd go to bed butting heads and tugging  Ab+ sheets
       D             A                      G
But we never fall a- sleep without touching feet

D | A   | G  D | A  F#m |

Bm                       F#m
It's not giving in, it's saying nobody's leaving
        G                                A
But you know that I still love you, even when we're disagreeing

             D               G         A             D     C#m
'Cause some- times our silly fights go well into the night
          Bm            G             D                 A
And we'll hit the sack, back to back, too ticked off to speak
            D      D/F#     G             A      Bb       Bm     G
'Cause we'd rather hold our grudges, than be the one that budges
D          A           Bm
We'd go to bed butting heads and tugging  Ab+ sheets
       D             A                          G
But we never fall a sleep without touching feet

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