Chords for WHY? - "Paper Hearts"/"Yo Yo Bye Bye" (Live on Radio K)

_ _ To be born as anything but this
The dying wish of a dinosaur's dish of no use a shitty gift like a single slipper
I go defuse in city quick like the little dipper
She's cute with little titties in a sense of humor
But to tell you the truth, sir, I pity the poor fool her fruitless in the holster and clueless in a kiss
I'm older than death vulgar with unfresh breath during sex.
I might put us in some joke positions, but it's scary
Always how we end up in mission
Airy like the daring men who fight to submission barely conscious there to care about the split decision your sour thoughts
You wield at me you ring out your melon, but it yields only drops like an unripe lemon
All the man can understand is your bad intentions
The less you talk the more you draw and seal and ending keep leafing the glossary sit in there puffing weed
Telling me repeatedly all the things you want to be the thugs just a boy
What's my money in the bags is your love but a ploy like bugs bunny and drag?
I leave my lungs open exposed to the whole crew while you sneak a bump and smoke cloves in the coat room
Itching like a local ho wishing like Pinocchio the wind is at my back anew
But still I feel the lack of you.
Oh you were so heavy in my heart
Boo, but soon no longer could my true heart hold you and like the angular a trust in Chachki
My mom got me at the Met gift shop in 92 tearing from the brown paper bag
I kept it in when it was new after I left it overnight, and it was wet with dew
It sounds blue and but of course kid like the little skinny bronze horse did you fell through you were like a buoy?
I put down an open ocean
But with no cross staff and no compass in my possession and too far out her a lighthouse to provide discretion
How could I presume that you divine direction?
Must have patience except no imitations take no paper hearts and frickin hate coronations though
My home is vacant.
Yeah, I'm lonesome while I wait
That's no open invitation made to hope we make acquaintance the long walks home from the laundromat and pop pops
Holding Caulfield hat alone lost for cert and dry and pent dead bent like a merchant
I've regent yes to yet get a spouse and kids have a house full
But I'm hard to be around and sterilize a roused mule
I have to the nostalgia of the possible but doubtful preemptive nostalgia of the possible but _ doubtful
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ I [D] was walking through
San [G] Antonio
_ [D] before sound check
_ [A] _
_ _ _ [Bm] Looking for some poll to [D] do pull-ups on [G] I'd like to _ Much
_ _ [D] _ _ _
Longer
But I'm on [Bm] somebody else's cell [G] phones time
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D]
Why we still sleep if [Bm] Carolina was our [G] _
way?
_ Call _ _ _
Almost [D] done.
I'll tell it to you [Bm] like I got it in [G] my mind
_ I'm _ _ _ [D] _ freaking cold [Bm] like a DQ
Blizzard [D] you act like a slut, [Bm] but you're really a freezer
[G] We love and hate [D] like the tattooed
_ [Bm] _ All [C] these songs are sung [D] on road trips _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ One night when [G] I was walking home [D] from your house.
_ [A] _
_ _ _ [D] I
Kept smelling [G] some sort of blown-out [D] candles
_ _ [A]
And _ [D] the Monterey birches [G]
were there
_ [D] Raising their skinny [A]
arms to [Bm] the stars in surrender
_ [D]
We'll _ _ [G] _ have to change if we're gonna stay _ together _
As _ _ [D] _ I say rain [Bm] when it's only a drizzle
[D] You get stone [Bm] like death in the [G] Bible
She ain't gonna call to [D] didn't make my last
[Bm] But all [C] the rest we sing [Bm] on
All [C] the rest we sing [Bm] on
And all these [C]
songs are sung on [G] road trips _ _
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_ _ [D] The Monterey birches [G] were there
_ [D] Raising their skinny [A]
arms [G] to the stars in [B] _ [Bm] surrender _
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