[Verse]
Am
It's two in the morning
F
And I want to drink wine
C G
Listen to Kurt singing in the pines
F G Am G
Couldn't be anymore hipster if I tried
Am
Father, Son and Holy Ghost
F
Don't want to talk
C G
Baby, don't touch me I'm made of chalk
F G Am G
Fine pink lace and faceless effigies
[Chorus]
F E Am
And it scares me to think that nobody
F
Looks at me that way
G
Looks at me that way
[Verse]
Am
Now I feel like Kafka
F
With a bad migraine
C G
Wake up tomorrow and my room's the same
F G Am G
Want to pierce my nipples and go dancing in the rain
Am
No more cyanide kisses,
F
I’m methylene blue
C G
I love everyone but especially you
F G Am G
Want to go ahead and pack a picnic just for two
[Chorus]
F E Am
But it scares me to think that you, baby
F
Don't look at me that way
G
Don't look at me that way
