Cancelar
Tom :Dm
Dm A7
So call me a bitch in heat and I'll call you a liar,
Bb9 C5
And we'll throw stones until we're dead.
Dm
There you go again, you cut me off from talking
You bask in the glory, the center of the circle.
All our friends think you are a comedian --
so kind and generous, but I am suffering
Bb9 Csus Bb9 C9
Away from here, I want to be away from here,
Bb9 Gm9
Away from every little thing.
F
Every little thing.
Gm9 Am
I used to love your every little thing.
Dm A7
So call me a bitch in heat and I'll call you a liar,
Bb9 C5
And we'll throw stones until we're dead.
Dm
You're the puppeteer and I'm the puppet,
You manipulate me with guilt-ridden Catholic shit.
Everytime I try to talk it through you turn it around
And make us out to be David and Goliath.
Bb9 Csus Bb9 C9
Away from here, I want to be away from here,
Bb9 Gm9
Away from every little thing.
F
Every little thing.
Gm9 Am
I used to love your every little thing.
F Gm9 F
Your arms beneath me, your light inside me
Gm9 F
I used to love your every little, every little thing.
Gm9 F
Your eyes blue stars, your hand in my purse,
Gm9 Am
Now I hate your every little thing.
Dm C9 Am Dm
Oh mama I didn't know life was this hard.
Dm C9 Am Dm
Oh mama my innocence has been tarred
Bb9 F5/C
My inner vision dulled and darkened
Bb9 F
I gave myself away to you,
Bb9 F5/C Bb9 F5/C
I felt my sorrow humble me and throw my crown upon the ground
Bb9
It was you I hoped for and
F5/C
us I prayed for and
Bb9 F5/C
me that I believed was wrong
Bb9 F5/C Bb9
But now my anger is my best friend and careful,
F5/C D9
I may bite your head off.
A7 Bb9 Csus
Dm11 A7
So call me a bitch in heat and I'll call you a liar,
Bb9 Csus
And we'll throw stones until we're dead.
Dm11 A7
So call me a bitch in heat and I'll call you motherfucker
Bb9 Csus
And we'll throw stones until we're dead.