Bitter Thoughts chords by Why?
Verse 1
A
Em
Keep your producer guessing
A
When you're in the
Em
booth confessing
A
And say it was mostly fiction
Em
If they ever come to get you
Better bet your bottom dollar
On the spirit, son, and father
A
That I'll spit and shit and holler, yeah
Cause I'm my mother's daughter
Em
Be warned, my temper burns
Like a ginger- blow pugilist
A
Unconcerned,
I never learned to swing elbows
Or use my fist
Em
Trying to live and let live and focus
Invest in problem markets
A
But killer's on a road trip
B
His text says not with carcass
Verse 2
Em
G
D
From the backs of tent flyers in pen
C#m
B
The guilt- racked liar pretend
G#m
E
s to confess
A
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Verse 3
Em
When I was a little fat kid
I'd throw fits and punch doors
A
My frame is the same
I've just thinned; I want more
Em
Down pinned on the floor
Trading places with my shadow
A
A pallid sallow corpse for a
rising hell to swallow
Em
Fully unarmed or armed under the
robes with a staff only
A
Or unarmed fully under the robes
Through the ribs and inner but
Em
But for a bulging lung of poison
Poised to voice its cuts
A
And what's worse, of course
B
The sick and bile- y guts
Em
G
From the backs of tent flyers in
Verse 4
D
pen
C#m
B
Abm
The guilt- racked liar pretends
E
to confess
A
Verse 5
Em
They asked him whether
he was sane
And if he'll ever kill again
A
Take half a clever lawyer's brain
To link the weapon to the man
Em
Bitter thoughts, liver spots
Or bash your skull on river rocks
A
Love you lots, signed mom with
hearts
B
OXOX on a Hallmark card
Em
G
D
From the backs of tent flyers in pen
Verse 6
C#m
B
Abm
The guilt- racked liar pretends
E
to confess
Outro 1
E
A
Em
A
Em
A
F#m
D
Bitter Thoughts
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