[Intro]
C
[Verse 1]
C
I don’t remember a single real thing about you
Am Dm
Just all of the sickness and you were supposed to see me through
C
And you’re lucky as shit the things I omit
C
‘Cause you stole more of me than I’d care to admit
Am G
So I can’t remember all the fucked shit that you’d do
[Chorus]
F C G
So fuck all your gold stars, the cherries in the backyard
F C G
No amount of sugar could sweeten such a bitter heart
F
And fuck your soft boy scam
C G
The cowboy or the Tarzan
F C G F
No amount of nail polish could paint you a good man, man
[Interlude]
Am E F Am E C
[Verse 2]
C
It’s late at night when the sprinklers turn on as I’m leaving
Am Dm
And I don’t know why every time I’m with you I lose feeling
C
I was already sick when you called me your fix
C
Then I pushed mine aside to make room for your shit
Am7 G
I’ve spent life holding other peoples aches in safekeeping
[Chorus]
Fmaj7 C G
So fuck all your gold stars, the cherries in the backyard
F C G
No amount of sugar could sweeten such a bitter heart
F
And fuck your soft boy scam
C G
The cowboy or the Tarzan
C G F Am E Fmaj7 Am
No amount of nail polish could paint you a good man, man
E F Am E F
Man, man
[Outro]
Am E F C G F
C G F C G F C G F
Am E F Am E F Am E F
Am E Am C G C
[Intro]
C
[Verse 1]
C
I don’t remember a single real thing about you
Am Dm
Just all of the sickness and you were supposed to see me through
C
And you’re lucky as shit the things I omit
C
‘Cause you stole more of me than I’d care to admit
Am G
So I can’t remember all the fucked shit that you’d do
[Chorus]
F C G
So fuck all your gold stars, the cherries in the backyard
F C G
No amount of sugar could sweeten such a bitter heart
F
And fuck your soft boy scam
C G
The cowboy or the Tarzan
F C G F
No amount of nail polish could paint you a good man, man
[Interlude]
Am E F Am E C
[Verse 2]
C
It’s late at night when the sprinklers turn on as I’m leaving
Am Dm
And I don’t know why every time I’m with you I lose feeling
C
I was already sick when you called me your fix
C
Then I pushed mine aside to make room for your shit
Am7 G
I’ve spent life holding other peoples aches in safekeeping
[Chorus]
Fmaj7 C G
So fuck all your gold stars, the cherries in the backyard
F C G
No amount of sugar could sweeten such a bitter heart
F
And fuck your soft boy scam
C G
The cowboy or the Tarzan
C G F Am E Fmaj7 Am
No amount of nail polish could paint you a good man, man
E F Am E F
Man, man
[Outro]
Am E F C G F
C G F C G F C G F
Am E F Am E F Am E F
Am E Am C G C
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