Kinda Outta Luck

Tom: Em

Em
I was born bad
C
But then I met you
B#m
You made me nice for a while
Am
But my dark side's true.
Em
You never cared what I did at all
C
Motel singer at a silver ball
Am
I did what I had to do...
Em
Femme fatale, always on the run
C
Diamonds on my wrist, whiskey on my tongue
G
Before I give back, I gotta get drunk
Am
So get over here, pour me a cold one.
G				
Babe you can see that I'm danger
Am
Teetering off of the stage, yeah
C                           Am
Sparkling in sequins, say hey-yeah
G
Time to give in to the kindness of strangers.
Em
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun
C                                 Am
When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?
Em 
My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck
C
I really want him back, but I'm flat outta luck.
Em
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun
C					Am
When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?
Em
My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck
C
I really want him back, but I'm kinda outta luck.
Em
Wrong, I know, killing someone
C
It gets a little easier when you've done it once
G
You know that I'm fun, you know that I'm young
Am
So tell me your mind, let's get it on.
G				Am
Babe you can see that I'm danger
G			Am
Teetering off of the stage, yeah
G
I said it really nicely so can you be my savior?
Em
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun
C					Am
When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?
Em
My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck
C
I really want him back, but I'm flat outta luck.
X2
Em
I was a dangerous girl
Am
You were too nice for this world
Em
And now I'm back on the prowl
Am
Who wants to give it a whirl?
Em
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun
C					Am
When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?
Em
My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck
C
I really want him back, but I'm flat outta luck.
X2