Written by Conor Mason / Dominic Craik / Joseph Langridge-Brown
A Dm Your lips want anyone else, mine taste like everyone else Bb F Oh, that's a tragedy A Dm Trying not to pity myself you fall back into yourself Bb F Oh, what a mess we're in A Dm Bb Slow down, show me F Tell me, how a modern human should be? A Dm Bb It's so easy F You're so pretty when you lie to me A Dm Bb F But how much blame can we take babe? Ohoh A Dm Bb F When all our friends are so shady A Dm Your lips want anyone else, mine taste like everyone else Bb F Oh, that's a tragedy A Dm Trying not to pity myself you fall back into yourself Bb F Oh, what a mess we're in A Dm I've got more hope of killing war Bb F Or seeing sound Ahah A Dm Than I've got of keeping you around Bb F Of keeping you around, of keeping you around A Dm Bb Dead club, so low F So good at pretending that it's fun though A Dm Bb Head Fuck, won't go F So tired of being tired, you know A Dm Bb F I wish I could make it ea-sy, ohoh A Dm Bb F I'm still a broken machine, babe A Dm Your lips want anyone else, mine taste like everyone else Bb F Oh, that's a tragedy A Dm Trying not to pity myself you fall back into yourself Bb F Oh, what a mess we're in A Dm I've got more hope of killing war Bb F Or seeing sound Ahah A Dm Than I've got of keeping you around Bb F Of keeping you around, of keeping you around Gm Build something up just to knock it down Dm F Live a quiet life in a quiet town Gm Maybe everyone will forget me now Dm Eb Could you just start over? Gm Build something up just to knock it down Dm F Live a quiet life in a quiet town Gm Maybe everyone could forget me now Dm Eb Could we just start over? A Dm Your lips want anyone else, mine taste like everyone else Bb F Oh, that's a tragedy A Dm Trying not to pity myself you fall back into yourself Bb F Oh, what a mess we're in A Dm I've got more hope of killing war Bb F Or seeing sound Ahah A Dm Than I've got of keeping you around Bb F Of keeping you around, of keeping you around
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