She Crows Documented Minor Emotional Breakdown 4
Capo II 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.