[ Предположительная тональность: Gm ] [Intro] Gm Cm Gm Cm Gm D7 Gm (Whistle) Gm D7 [Verse] Gm Dead Love couldn't go no further, Gm Proud of and disgusted by her, Gm Push shove, a little bruised and battered, D7 Gm Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you Gm My lifes a bit more colder, Gm Dead wife is what I told her, Gm Brass knife sinks into my shoulder, D7 Gm Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do [Chorus] Gm I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze. Cm The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my knees Gm Cm It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me from a tree Gm D7 Gm After I count down, three rounds, in Hell ill be in good company Gm D7 [Verse] Gm Dead Love couldn't go no further, Gm Proud of and disgusted by her, Gm Push shove, a little bruised and battered, D7 Gm Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you Gm My lifes a bit more colder, Gm Dead wife is what I told her, Gm Brass knife sinks into my shoulder, D7 Gm Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do [Chorus] Gm I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze. Cm The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my knees Gm Cm It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree Gm D7 Gm After I count down, three rounds, in Hell ill be in good company D7 Gm in Hell ill be in good company D7 Gm in Hell ill be in good company [Outro] Gm Cm Gm Cm Gm D7 Gm (Whistle)
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