Cubicle In Heaven chords by Beth McCarthy

• Difficulty: Intermediate 💪

Key: E

Intro:

N.C.
Forgive me mother for I have sinned
N.C.
Forgive me mother for I have sinned
N.C.
Forgive me mother, please let me in


Verse 1:
A5                     B5
I know it's hard to be liked sometimes
        C#5  G#5     A5
You can put  on your best show
                           B5
And someone's always gonna dim your light
     C#5      G#5       A5
Baby I get it I've been you before, crying on the floor
        B5                            C#5  G#5
Wishing you were more like the normal type but
A5                                 B5                          C#5
God knows there's a place we don't have to hide (Don't have to hide)

Pre-Chorus:
G#5         A5
Put on your boots, tape, boobs, glittеr on, with a carabiner
B5                                      C#5     G#5
 We're lеtting loose, getting hot, rush on the speakers
A5
 Leather and skin, strap in giver or receiver
B5
 Are you a believer?


Chorus:
N.C.  E             F#m
Oh, tonight you can find us
     C#m              A
In a cubicle in heaven
         E              F#m
Don't be shy, there's a line cut
       C#m                   A
If you come with a confession
E         B                 C#m         A
All these angels don't know how to have fun, ha
        E             F#m
When we die, they can find us
     C#m              A
In a cubicle in heaven


Verse 2:
A5                                    B5                       C#5  G#5
No clothes, is the admission and it's giving, CU next thursday!
A5                                     B5
Let's go to the bar and I'll get you a shot of whatever you want
     C#5      G#5       A5
Baby I get it I've been you before, static on the floor
        B5                            C#5  G#5
Wishing you were more like the normal type but
A5                                  B5           C#5
God knows there's a place you don't have to hide


Pre-Chorus:
G#5         A5
Put on your wig, tuck in, full beat, they're all here to see ya
B5                         C#5     G#5
 Lip sync, go eat, Whitney on the speakers
A5
 Get em king, all in, they all wanna be ya!
B5
 They all wanna be ya honey


Chorus:
N.C.  E             F#m
Oh, tonight you can find us
     C#m              A
In a cubicle in heaven
         E              F#m
Don't be shy, there's a line cut
       C#m                   A
If you come with a confession
E         B                 C#m         A
All these angels don't know how to have fun, ha
        E             F#m
When we die, they can find us
     C#m              A
In a cubicle in heaven


Bridge:
   A5
Forgive me mother for I have sinned
B5                     C#5
 I confess I have been tempted in the queue waiting for
D#5
 Heaven to open its doors
   A5
Forgive me mother for I have sinned
B5                     C#5
 I confess I have been tempted in the queue waiting for
B5                        A5
 Heaven to open its doors, doors, doors, doors


Chorus:
      E             F#m
Oh, tonight you can find us
     C#m                   N.C.
In a cubicle in heaven (Forgive me mother for I have sinned)
E          F#m
Hi, take a ride
        C#m                         A
With whoever who cares what happens under what you wear
E         B                 C#m         A
All these angels don't know how to have fun, ha
        E             F#m
When we die, they can find us
     C#m              A
In a cubicle in heaven