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[Intro]
D G A D Bm
I spent a long time watering a plant made out of plastic
E7
And I cursed
A7 D
the ground for growing green
D G A F# Bm
I spent a long time substituting honest with sarcastic And
E7
I cursed
A7 D
my tongue for being mean
[Verse]
Em Bm
And weightless, breathless restitute
Em Bm
Motionless and absolute
Em
You cut me open,
Bm E F#
sucked the poison from an aging wound
Em Bm
Now fifty thousand war cadets
Em Bm
Would cower at this small brunette
Em Bm
To my surprise, not six feet high
F#
Who'd reach and grab the moon if I should
[Chorus]
Bm F#
Ask or just imply
F#m E
That I wanted a bit more light
G
So I could look inside his eyes
Gm
And get the colors just right
[Interlude]
Dm Bb Gm
Just right, just right, just
Dm Bb Gm Dm Bb Gm
Dm Bb Gm Dm Bb Gm
Dm Bb Gm Dm Bb Gm
Dm Bb Gm Dm Bb Gm
Dm Bb Gm
[Outro]
Dm Gm A7
Build love, build God, build provinces
Dm
Build calluses, break promises
Gm A7 Dm
'Cause I could never hold a perfect thing and not
demolish it
Gm A7
What am I thinking? What does this mean?
Dm F
How could somebody ever love me?
Gm
Talk to your man,
A
tell him he's got bad news comin'
[Intro] | D G | A D | Bm E7 | A7 D | | D G | A F# | Bm E7 | A7 D | I spent a long time watering a plant made out of plastic And I cursed the ground for growing green I spent a long time substituting honest with sarcastic And I cursed my tongue for being mean [Verse] | Em Bm | Em Bm | Em Bm | E F# | | Em Bm | Em Bm | Em Bm | F# - | And weightless, breathless restitute Motionless and absolute You cut me open, sucked the poison from an aging wound Now fifty thousand war cadets Would cower at this small brunette To my surprise, not six feet high Who'd reach and grab the moon if I should [Chorus] | Bm F# | F#m E | G - | Gm - | Ask or just imply That I wanted a bit more light So I could look inside his eyes And get the colors just right [Interlude] | Dm - | Bb Gm | Dm - | Bb Gm | | Dm - | Bb Gm | Dm - | Bb Gm | | Dm - | Bb Gm | Dm - | Bb Gm | | Dm - | Bb Gm | Dm - | Bb Gm | | Dm - | Bb Gm | Dm - | Bb Gm | Just right, just right, just [Outro] | Dm - | Gm A7 | Dm - | Gm A7 | | Dm - | Gm A7 | Dm F | Gm - | | A - | Build love, build God, build provinces Build calluses, break promises 'Cause I could never hold a perfect thing and not demolish it What am I thinking? What does this mean? How could somebody ever love me? Talk to your man, tell him he's got bad news comin'
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