DM
DM
Meet you downstairs in the b
GM
ar and heard,
Your
A7
rolled up sleeves and your
DM
skull
t-shirt.
You say why did you do it wi
GM
th him today?
And s
A7
niff me out like I was
DM
Tanqueray.
GM
Cause you’re my fella, my guy
E7
Hand me your stella and fly
F
By the time I’m out the door,
E7
You tear me down like
A7
Roger
Moore.
DM
I cheated myself,
AM
Like I kn
E7
ew I wo
AM
uld.
I t
DM
old ya, I was tr
AM
ouble,
E7
You know that I’m no
AM
good.
DM
Upstairs in bed, with m
GM
y ex boy,
A7
He’s in the place, but I c
DM
ant get joy.
Thinking of you in th
GM
e final throws,
A7
This is when my bu
DM
zzer
goes.
GM
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
E7
You say when we’re married ’cause you’re not bitter
F
There’ll be none of him no more,
E7
I cried for you on the k
A7
itchen
floor.
DM
I cheated myself,
AM
Like I kn
E7
ew I wo
AM
uld.
I t
DM
old ya, I was tr
AM
ouble,
E7
You know that I’m no
AM
good.
DM
AM
E7
AM!(x2)
DM
Sweet reunion, Jam
GM
aica and Spain
A7
We’re like how we
DM
were
again
I’m in the tub You
GM
on the seat
Li
A7
ck your lips as I
DM
soak my feet
GM
Then you notice lickle carpet burn
E7
My stomach drops yeah and my guts churn
F
You shrug and it’s the worst,
E7
To truly stuck the k
A7
nife in first.
DM
I cheated myself,
AM
Like I kn
E7
ew I wo
AM
uld.
I t
DM
old ya, I was tr
AM
ouble,
E7
You know that I’m no
AM
good.
DM
AM
E7
AM
Dm
%3/1.5/3.5/4.3/1.3/1.3/1[Gm]
A7
%0/0.2/2.2/3.1/1.3/4.0/0[E7]
F
Am