Verse 1 I don't need the [G]air in these [Em]lungs Don't need the [Am]rain or the [D]sun I just n
(Intro) muted strings strum pattern x2 [G] [D] [A] [Bm] [A] (Verse 1) She was [G]gone befo
(Intro) [Am] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [C] [G] (Verse 1) [Am]Every mor
(Verse 1) [G]What do you mean, god gave me [Em]two left feet? [G]Shooting me glares from the [Em]p
(Verse 1) Ever since I was [G]young Coming up, coming [G]up Always marching to a [G]drum Bra-da-
(Intro) [C] [Am] [Em] [G] Oh-ohh, oh (Verse 1) It must be [C]more than I [A
(verse 1) I'm looking for a[Bm] antibiotic for com[G]pulsive behaviour I [D]reached a boiling poin
(Verse 1) [C]Try to hear my [Em]voice You can leave[C], now it's your [Em]choice [C]Maybe i
Did your mamma like your Sunday dress? Astrology eradicates. [F]So what? So what? It's [Am]a
Intro N.C. Sometimes, I can get a little I can get a little lonely Some[Dm]times, I can [Em]ge
