Acoustic. Standard tuning. Capo 3rd fret.
Am G
Talk candy in my ear.
Come on.
Come on.
F
I want your toxic, talk sick baby.
G
I know those gospel lips can change me.
Am G
Look to the right of my okay?
We got exhibit "A"
F
She.
G
She ain't okay today.
Am
And to the left
The left of me,
G
We got exhibit "B"
F
Oh she's a mess,
to say the least.
G
She's got her daddy's
Money Money Money.
Am
Honey I think you should run.
G
I think you should run.
Am G F
Look oh Look around, You're lost
G
but never found, no.
Am G
6 feet below the ground,
F G
where you avoid your problems.
Am G
Look right in front of me.
We got Exhibit "C"
F G
Anorexic, obsessed with magazines.
Am
And when I look over here,
G
oh my god that's me in the mirror.
F
No no no ladies and gentlemen
G
this is my fear.
My eyes and ears.
Am
Honey I think you should run.
G
I think you should run.
Am G F
Look oh Look around, You're lost
G
but never found, no.
Am G
6 feet below the ground,
F G
where you avoid your problems.
Am G F
Look oh Look around, You're lost
G
but never found, no.
Am G
6 feet below the ground,
F G
where you will never solve them.
G
(I know you don't wanna' hear this but just listen)
Am
The last contendant.
G
Bad for us.
Bad for you.
F
This capillary root.
G
Could root up
All the little
Am
Puzzle peices
Of what you've been through.
G
Your hair all up in knots,
F
don't ever say you're not,
G
oh just a nothin'
Cause I swear downstairs you're somethin'
Am G
Egotistic, cynical.
F
I'm gettin'
out of control.
G
Out of control.
Out of control.
Am G F
Look oh Look around, You're lost
G
but never found, no.
Am G
6 feet below the ground,
F G
where you avoid your problems.
Am G F
Look oh Look around, You're lost
G
but never found, no.
Am G
6 feet below the ground,
F G
where you will never solve them.
Am
Out of control.
I've got control
