Bad Habit Chords by The Dresden Dolls
Tempo:
89.35 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Abm
Cm
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Ab]
Stingy, [Eb] supertified, singing to the swords that stay
[Ab] Happy mood is just [Eb] a gash away
[Ab] When I open up a [Eb] familiar skull
In the shooting [Ab] like a star
Comfort hasn't felt this [Eb] love so far
[Cm] And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say it's self-destructive
But you see it's more productive
Than if I [Ab] were to be healthy
And pens and pen knives take the [Eb] blame
Praying my neck and scratch my [Ab] name
But the ugly marks are worth [Eb] the momentary gain
When [Ab] I have a sharpened object
[Eb] In quiet an angel seem to [Abm] sing
Hymns of hate and [Eb] love are all I need
[Cm] And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say it's self-destructive
But you see it's more productive
Than if I were to [Ab] be happy
[Fm] And scruffy songs about sex and cheating
Bland accounts of [Ab] your lover's [Fm] beating
Make me want to give mankind [Ab] a beating
[Eb] You [Ab]
[Eb] [Cm] might say it's self-destructive
But you see I'd kick the bucket
See time before [Ab] I'd kick the hat
She wants to see me rip [Eb] soft
I'd chewish the revolting [Abm] puppet
Even if I quit
There's not [Eb] a chance in hell I'd stop
[Abm] Until anyone can [Eb] see the signs
[Abm] Thank you for your pity, [Eb] you are too kind
[Cm] You might say it's self-conflicted
But you see that's contradictive
[Ab] [Fm]
Hymns of sex, cup feeding, bad moods, and cheating
Makes me want to give mankind [Ab] a beating
[Eb]
I've [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] tried bandages, I'm [Eb] sinking
I've tried gloves, and [Abm] even thinking
I've tried my [Ebm] sun, [Eb] [Abm] I've tried [Eb] everything
[Db] And [Fm] I know I can't back it bleeding
Second son with the highest seating
Looking back, it's all mouth-shitting
Every thought that comes with it
Makes me want to give myself [Ab] a beating
[Eb] [Ab] [G]
Stingy, [Eb] supertified, singing to the swords that stay
[Ab] Happy mood is just [Eb] a gash away
[Ab] When I open up a [Eb] familiar skull
In the shooting [Ab] like a star
Comfort hasn't felt this [Eb] love so far
[Cm] And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say it's self-destructive
But you see it's more productive
Than if I [Ab] were to be healthy
And pens and pen knives take the [Eb] blame
Praying my neck and scratch my [Ab] name
But the ugly marks are worth [Eb] the momentary gain
When [Ab] I have a sharpened object
[Eb] In quiet an angel seem to [Abm] sing
Hymns of hate and [Eb] love are all I need
[Cm] And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say it's self-destructive
But you see it's more productive
Than if I were to [Ab] be happy
[Fm] And scruffy songs about sex and cheating
Bland accounts of [Ab] your lover's [Fm] beating
Make me want to give mankind [Ab] a beating
[Eb] You [Ab]
[Eb] [Cm] might say it's self-destructive
But you see I'd kick the bucket
See time before [Ab] I'd kick the hat
She wants to see me rip [Eb] soft
I'd chewish the revolting [Abm] puppet
Even if I quit
There's not [Eb] a chance in hell I'd stop
[Abm] Until anyone can [Eb] see the signs
[Abm] Thank you for your pity, [Eb] you are too kind
[Cm] You might say it's self-conflicted
But you see that's contradictive
[Ab] [Fm]
Hymns of sex, cup feeding, bad moods, and cheating
Makes me want to give mankind [Ab] a beating
[Eb]
I've [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] tried bandages, I'm [Eb] sinking
I've tried gloves, and [Abm] even thinking
I've tried my [Ebm] sun, [Eb] [Abm] I've tried [Eb] everything
[Db] And [Fm] I know I can't back it bleeding
Second son with the highest seating
Looking back, it's all mouth-shitting
Every thought that comes with it
Makes me want to give myself [Ab] a beating
[Eb] [Ab] [G]
Key:
Eb
Ab
Abm
Cm
Fm
Eb
Ab
Abm
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
Stingy, [Eb] supertified, singing to the swords that stay
[Ab] Happy mood is just [Eb] a gash away
[Ab] When I open up a [Eb] familiar skull
In the shooting [Ab] like a star
Comfort hasn't felt this [Eb] love so far
[Cm] And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say it's self-destructive
But you see it's more productive
Than if I [Ab] were to be healthy _
And pens and pen knives take the [Eb] blame
Praying my neck and scratch my [Ab] name
But the ugly marks are worth [Eb] the momentary gain
When [Ab] I have a sharpened object
[Eb] In quiet an angel seem to [Abm] sing
Hymns of hate and [Eb] love are all I _ need
[Cm] And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say it's self-destructive
But you see it's more productive
Than if I were to [Ab] be happy
_ [Fm] And scruffy songs about sex and cheating
Bland accounts of [Ab] your lover's [Fm] beating
Make me want to give mankind [Ab] a beating
_ [Eb] You _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Cm] might say it's self-destructive
But you see I'd kick the bucket
See time before [Ab] I'd kick the hat
_ She wants to see me rip [Eb] soft
I'd chewish the revolting [Abm] puppet
Even if I quit
There's not [Eb] a chance in hell I'd stop
[Abm] Until anyone can [Eb] see the signs _
[Abm] Thank you for your pity, [Eb] you are too kind
[Cm] You might say it's self-conflicted
But you see that's contradictive _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
Hymns of sex, cup feeding, bad moods, and cheating
Makes me want to give mankind [Ab] a beating
_ [Eb]
I've _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Ab] tried bandages, I'm [Eb] sinking
I've tried gloves, and [Abm] even thinking
I've tried my [Ebm] sun, _ _ [Eb] _ [Abm] I've tried [Eb] everything
_ [Db] And [Fm] I know I can't back it bleeding
Second son with the highest seating
Looking back, it's all mouth-shitting
Every thought that comes with it
Makes me want to give myself [Ab] a beating
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
Stingy, [Eb] supertified, singing to the swords that stay
[Ab] Happy mood is just [Eb] a gash away
[Ab] When I open up a [Eb] familiar skull
In the shooting [Ab] like a star
Comfort hasn't felt this [Eb] love so far
[Cm] And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say it's self-destructive
But you see it's more productive
Than if I [Ab] were to be healthy _
And pens and pen knives take the [Eb] blame
Praying my neck and scratch my [Ab] name
But the ugly marks are worth [Eb] the momentary gain
When [Ab] I have a sharpened object
[Eb] In quiet an angel seem to [Abm] sing
Hymns of hate and [Eb] love are all I _ need
[Cm] And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say it's self-destructive
But you see it's more productive
Than if I were to [Ab] be happy
_ [Fm] And scruffy songs about sex and cheating
Bland accounts of [Ab] your lover's [Fm] beating
Make me want to give mankind [Ab] a beating
_ [Eb] You _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Cm] might say it's self-destructive
But you see I'd kick the bucket
See time before [Ab] I'd kick the hat
_ She wants to see me rip [Eb] soft
I'd chewish the revolting [Abm] puppet
Even if I quit
There's not [Eb] a chance in hell I'd stop
[Abm] Until anyone can [Eb] see the signs _
[Abm] Thank you for your pity, [Eb] you are too kind
[Cm] You might say it's self-conflicted
But you see that's contradictive _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
Hymns of sex, cup feeding, bad moods, and cheating
Makes me want to give mankind [Ab] a beating
_ [Eb]
I've _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Ab] tried bandages, I'm [Eb] sinking
I've tried gloves, and [Abm] even thinking
I've tried my [Ebm] sun, _ _ [Eb] _ [Abm] I've tried [Eb] everything
_ [Db] And [Fm] I know I can't back it bleeding
Second son with the highest seating
Looking back, it's all mouth-shitting
Every thought that comes with it
Makes me want to give myself [Ab] a beating
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _