Chords for Mary Lambert - "Body Love" LIVE Billboard Studio Session

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_ [F] _ I know girls who are trying to fit into the social norm like squeezing in [Am] a last year's prom dress. _
_ I know girls who are low [F]-rise, mac eye shadow, and binge drinking.
I know girls that wonder if [Am] they're disaster and sexy enough to [G] fit in.
_ I know girls who are fleeing [F] bombs from the masks of their skin, _ playing Russian roulette with death.
[Am] It's never easy to accept that our [C] bodies are fallible and flawed.
[F] _ _ When do we draw the line?
When the knife hits the [Am] skin?
Isn't it the same thing as [C] purging because we're so obsessed with death?
[F] _ Some women just have more guts than others.
The funny thing is [Am] women like us don't shoot.
We swallow [G] pills, still wanting to be [F] beautiful at the morgue,
still proceeding to put on makeup,
still hoping [Am] that the mortician finds us sexy and attractive.
_ We might as well be buried [F] with our shoes and [A] handbags and scarves.
Girls, [Am] _ we flirt with death every time we [Em] etch a new tally mark into our skin.
_ [F] _ I know how to split my wrists to reveal a [Am] battlefield too,
but the time has come for us to reclaim our bodies.
[Em] _ Our bodies deserve more than to [F] be war-torn and collateral,
_ offering this as a pathetic means to [Am] say,
I only know how to exist when I [G] am wanted. _
_ _ _ Girls like us are hardly ever wanted, you know? _
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We're used up and [Am] sad _ and drunk and [A] perpetually waiting by the phone
[F] for someone to pick up and tell us that we did good. _ _ _ _
We did good.
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_ _ _ _ I [F] know I am because I said I am.
[C] I know I am because I said I am.
[G] I know I am because I said I _
[F] _ am. _ _ _
_ _ My body is [Am] home. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ My body is [F] _ home. _ _ _
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[F] _ Try this. _ _
Take your hands over your [Am] bumpy love body naked,
and remember the first time you touched someone
[Fm] with the sole purpose of learning all of them.
Touch them because the light was [Am] pretty on them,
and the dust and the sunlight [C] danced the way your heart did.
Touch [F] yourself with the purpose.
Your body is the most beautiful royal. _
Fathers and [Am] uncles are not claiming your knife [G] anymore,
are not your razor.
Put [F] the sharpness back.
Lay your hands flat and feel the surface of scarred [Am] skin.
I once touched a tree with charred [G] limbs.
The stump was still [F] breathing, but the tops were just ashy remains.
I wonder what it's like to come back from that
[Am] because sometimes I feel forest fires [G] erupting from my wrists,
and the smoke [F] signals sent out of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. _ _
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Love your body the way your mother loved your baby feet,
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_ and brother arm wrapping shoulders,
and remember this is important.
_ _ _ You are worth [Em] more than who you attract. _ _
[C] You are worth more than a _ waistline.
[F] _ You are worth more than beer bottles displayed like drunken artifacts.
[Am] You are worth more than any naked [G] body could proclaim in the [F] shadows.
More than a man's whim or your father's mistake.
You are no [Am] less valuable as a size 16 [G] than a size 4.
You are no less [F] valuable as a 32A than a 36C.
Your sexiness is [Am] defined by concentric circles within [G] your wood is wisdom.
[F] You are a holy tree stump with leaves sprouting out. _ _
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_ Reborn. _ _ _
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