WHY? - Bitter Thoughts (Official Video) Chords

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_ _ _ [Gm] Keep your producer guessing when you're in the booth confessing and [C] say it was mostly
fiction If they ever come to get [Gm] you better bet your
bottom dollar on the spirit son and father [C] that I'll spit and shit and holler yeah
cause I'm my mother's [Gm] daughter Be warned my temper burns like a ginger bloke
[C] pugilist Unconcerned I never learned to swing [Gm] elbows
or use my fists Tryin' to live and let live and focus
Invest in problem markets [C] but killers on a road trip
His text says not with [Gm] carcass From the backs of [Bb] ten [F] flyers and pen _ _ [Em] _ _
[Bm] _ _ pens
to [G] pooch _ _ _
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_ _ When [Gm] I was a little fat kid I'd throw fits
and punch [C] doors My frame is the same I've just [Gm] thinned
I want more Down pinned on the floor
Trading places with my shadow [C] A pallid, sallow corpse for a rising hell
to [Gm] swallow Fully unarmed or armed under the robes
With a staff only [C] or unarmed fully under the robes
Through the ribs and inner [Gm] body What for a bulging lung of poison
Poisoned to voice its cuts [C] And what's worse, of [Gm] course, the sick and
bily guts From the backs [Bb] of ten [F] flyers and pen
_ _ [Em] The guilt [Bm]-wracked _ liar pretends [G] to confess _ _
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_ _ _ [G] They asked him [Gm] whether he was sane And if he'll ever kill again
Take [C] half a clever lawyer's brain To link the weapon to the man
[Gm] Bitter thoughts, liver spots Or bash your skull on river rocks
[C] Love ya lot, sign mom with hearts [Gm] OXOX on a Hallmark card
From the [Bb] backs of ten flyers [F] and pen _ [Em] The guilt [Bm]-wracked liar pretends to [G] confess _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ They asked him whether he was sane And if he'll ever kill again
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