The Butterfly Collector

	  		
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Intro 
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Verse 1 

Em                                 Bm 
So you finally got what you wanted 
Bm                   Am     Bm         Am   Bm  Em 
You've Achieved your aim by making the walking lame 
Em                                     Bm 
And when you just can't get any higher 
Bm           Am        Bm       Am   Bm     Em 
You use your senses to suss out this weeks climber 
Em                                      Bm 
And the small fame that you've acquired 
Bm              Am        Bm 
Has brought you into cult status 
Am              Bm      Em 
But to me your still a collector 


G                 A           C          G 
There's Tarts and Whores but you're much more 
G                  A               C          G 
You're A Different kind 'cause you want there minds 
G                  A                  C      G 
And you just don't care 'cause you've got no pride 
G           A            C        G 
It's just a face on your pillowcase 
     F             Em 
That thrills you 


Verse 2
 
Em                                    Bm 
And you started to looking much older 
Bm       Am       Bm      Am          Bm        Em 
And your fashion sense is second rate like your perfume 
Em                                    Bm 
But to you in your little dream world 
Bm     Am        Bm           Am     Bm  Em 
You're still the queen of the butterfly collectors 

 
G            A              C       G 
As you carry on 'cause it's all you know 
G                 A 
You can't light a fire 
          C       G 
You can't cook or sew 
G            A              C           G 
You get from day to day by filling you head 
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But surely you must know the appeal between you legs 
    F         Em 
Has worn off 


Verse 3 

Em                           Bm 
And I don't care about morals 
Bm         Am      Bm               Am      
Bm       Em 
'Cause the world's insane and we're all to blame anyway 
Em                          Bm 
And I don't feel any sorrow 
Bm          Am         Bm           Am      
Bm    Em 
Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors 


G                 A          C             G 
There's tarts and whores but you're much more 
G                  A           C             G 
You're a different kind 'cause you want their minds 
G                  A           C              G 
And you just don't care 'cause you've got no pride 
G                  A     C       G 
It's just a face on your pillowcase 
      F          Em 
That thrills you 


G            A              C       G 
As you carry on 'cause it's all you know 
G                 A 
You can't light a fire 
          C       G 
You can't cook or sew 
G            A              C           G 
You get from day to day by filling you head 
G                    A              C            G 
But surely you must know the appeal between you legs 
    F         Em 
Has worn off 


Outro
 
Em                         Bm 
And I don't feel any sorrow 
Bm          Am        Bm            Bm      
Am         Em 
Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors