go fuck yourself, you scream through the line and all i can think is i haven't heard your voice in such a long time i hope she hurts you just like you hurt me she's gonna rip out your heart, make you feel unworthy and when she does, don't come running back cause this time i won't let you get away you don't have to love me back who needs to be happy anyway? i'm by myself, you cry through your tears i never let anybody else in, it's lonely in here you broke my trust, i'll never believe you you're gonna get what you deserve, you're gonna get yours you know she will leave you
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some of you are songs i sing along to some of you have hurtful things to say some of you will never leave her heart and that’s okay, that’s okay to all the girls she’s loved before you fought the battle, but i’ll fight the war i hate you for bruising her but i love you for losing her i’ll always try to love much more than all the girls she’s loved before she’s on her tenth last pack but she’s trying to quit she’s always losing her head, her keys, her wallet i bet that drove you up the wall but it don’t bother me, no not at all
i picture the scene between me and you
sitting motionless in this living room it’s a terrible thing to test the strength of blood-glue but i don’t wanna lie, guess it’s best to tell the truth i ain’t sorry for being what i am i am sorry if it’s not what you had planned we learn to hate the things that we don’t understand i am what i am i picture the pain in your eyes as i confess but the fact remains i gotta get this off my chest hope it won’t stain when we start to clean the mess i fear the worst but i am hoping for the best Drop D, Capo 2 D shapes: Verse: root D C# G (or 5th fret E string that is dropped and capod lol) Chorus: root E D E F // (you're a force) E F#m G A C# D still don’t know what made you switch your stance still don’t know what made you stop resisting me pretty clear you’ll always wear the pants but don’t i get credit for persisting? every morning I’m impressed by your beauty and my happiness pinch me, let me know we really exist nervous as i always feel, i’m comfortable in skirt and heels you’re a force i want to reckon with searched every word coming out your mouth needing reassurance you reciprocate finally found a way to feel you out your feelings are your fingers, i’m the chord shape every night i’m not as scared that i’ll wake up and you won’t be there pinch me, till i know we really exist nervous as i always am, I’ll learn to listen through my hands you’re a force i want to reckon with *co-written with Veronica May you took the pain, added a t painted right over the hurt inside me believe what i say, when i say it's true filled a big gaping hole with a big w o, g, i, c something in u u and i r right on q nobody ever writes love letters these days they spend all their time driving on online freeways there's gotta be somebody somewhere that you know who could use a few handwritten x's and o's you took the hate, switched out the h with an f and I guess it turned into fate you wanted her badly, you set out to get her took away the space so we'd be together
*co-written with Veronica May (also recorded as Pretty Little Owl with The Lovebirds)
pretty little owl, won't you be my gal fly up in my tree, won't you sit with me we'll stay up all night under the moonlight rest under my wing, listen to me sing what will we see, where will we be who knows, who knows why should i care, when you're sitting there i'm happy the who is you, happy the who is you wiggle down your branch, can i have this dance look in your big eyes, gosh you look so nice spin my head around, make my owl heart pound make my owl legs weak, kiss me on my owl beak put my hands in your hair man i swear i heard you purr now i see foolishly you don’t care whose hands they were all those times your unkindness made me feel less than less washed a way with one whisper of your sleepy breath on my neck i’ll put whatever this is out of its sad little misery i’ll throw a new coat of paint over whatever this ain’t i’ll put to rest any hopes for the best, given our sad little history stop beating this horse, cause it’s dead and divorced and get on with my life for a change i was sharp, pushed too far you were flat, holding back out of time, out of key what a waste of a melody it’s the end now and i’ll grieve but i prefer this to another reprieve Verse: A G F Chorus: E D A // A G F i guess it was a pretty good game i guess it was a pretty good game we played on the same team, we both had the same dream of finding our way out of trouble the ball was in your court, i was not a good sport suddenly, down by double but i was never built much for a rebound the position you were in was just the same but we couldn’t resist the perfect assist, now could we babe? so i guess it was a pretty good game guess it was a pretty good game you used up all your time outs right before i fouled out i was reaching in you got a couple free throws, but you always miss those we didn’t get the win Verse: Am G Chorus: F G when the storm came and tried to drown you i swam out and found you gave all my time and all my strength keeping you afloat until i sank and i admit you would have been fine probably but god forbid you throw out a line for me when i met you i could barely touch my toes you stretched me out i suppose all my time spent bent until i broke my back bending to your will and i admit it was my fault probably but god forbid you do one somersault for me and i admit you were my drug, my drug but god forbid you take one tiny puff of me you got your tools spread out on the table you’re hoping that you’re able to fix every single problem you get your hands on but you’re tearing out your hair you’re frustrated and scared the woman that you love is up and gone but you can’t fix a broken heart your hammer and nails will only tear it apart oh, handy man of mine you can’t fix me this time you got your sewing machine ready your hands are nice and steady you want to sew me back up like a quilt but my legs start to shaking, my body starts aching i can’t lay under here with all this guilt you can’t mend a broken heart your needles and pins will only tear me apart oh, handy man of mine you can’t fix me this time no glue is gonna hold me no clay is gonna mold me into the happy lady you deserve no wrench is gonna bind me no drill is gonna rewind me i’ve gotta find me first you can’t mend a broken heart wish i would have told you from the very start oh, handy man of mine you can’t fix me this time |
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