Chords for Sloppy Seconds (Remix)

_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ Fuck you if you love a car for the paint [A] job
Love you if you love a car for [Bm] the road trips
Show me the miles on your arms and the pink scar
Where [A] the doctor had to pull out all [E] the bone chips
Cause you were pressing on the gas just a bit hard
Right in the moment when the road curved [Bm] a bit sharp
And when you woke up somebody wasn't clipping your seatbelt
Or pulling you from the open window of your [F#m] flipped car _
Cold pizza, [A] cold pizza Tied [G#] eye shirts, tied eye shirts
Broken hearts, give em here, give [F#] em here _
Hand me [A] down, hand me down
_ [D] Leftovers, leftovers
[G#] Sloppy seconds, [C#m] give em here, [D] give em here
Show me some water since they got no baggage
I'll show you somebody who's got no [F#m] story
Nothing gory [A] means no glory
[Em] So baby please [A] don't bore me
We will know until we get there
The who, or the what, or the when, where
My favorite sweater was a present that I got a couple [Em] presents
I got one I promised that I [A] would rock until it spread
Bare, bed on end
Every single person's got a couple skeletons
So pretty soon in this room it'll just be me and you
When we clear out all the elephants
Me and you and [D] the elements
We all have our pitfalls
[F#m] Beards flat, the cars have been called
And everybody and [C#m] their mama can hear the drama
[C#] That's happening behind these thin walls
[F#m] _ _ _
Cold pizza, [A] cold pizza Tied eye [D] shirts, tied eye shirts
Broken hearts, give em here, give [F#m] em here
Hand me down, [A] hand me down [D] Leftovers, leftovers
Sloppy seconds, [C#m] give em here, give [F#m] em here
I don't [C#] care where [A] you've been
[F#m]
How many [C#m] miles I [F#m] still love you
I [A] don't care where you've been
[F#m] _
How many miles [D] I still love you
My plot of what we mean isn't a flattering image
But I don't wanna run away because I [A] said so
I don't wanna be the guy to hide all of my flaws
And have [Em] you given you the side of me that I don't [A] let show
Everything in fashion, dead as ever happens
Always come a-crashin' down, well [F#m] I let it go
In a couple years [A] it will be retro
You [Em] rock, Mark, Echo
My shirt, Tata, [A] Gecko
In the past, man, I was hopeless
Now it's a moment, I'm gonna look the dopest
Fuck the fashion, po-po
[E] Have a sale, donut, I don't need [D] no list
Fuck a five-second rule
That's a plan I never understood
[F#m] It's September in my kitchen and [C#m] it's Christmas
Wet our sabre, [C#] cold coffee on the phone with damaged [F#m] goods
[F#] And there [Em] is not a [A] single place that I [C#m] would rather [A] be _
I'm [Bm] fucked up just like [A] you
I'm [B] fucked up just [F#] like _ [D] _ me
Cold _ pizza, Tata [F#m] shirts
Broken [E] hearts, give them _ [F#m] here _
Hand me _ down leftovers _ _
Sloppy [F#] seconds, give them _ _ [F#m] here
I [B] don't care where [F#m] you've been
How many [Dm] miles, I [F#m] still love you
I [C#] don't care where [D] you've been
[A] How many miles, [D] I still love you _
_ _ _ [C#m] I [D] still love you, love you
[C#m] I still [F#m] love you
I love you, love you
[C#m] _ _ [D] Love you, love you, love [C#m] you
I still [F#m] love you _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [D] _ _ _