Verse: C Cmaj7 My lips are numb G And my hair is a mess G6 I spilled your dad's rum F All over my dress You said you didn't mind C Cmaj7 That it was from a while ago C Cmaj7 Put on a song G That makes me feel like a child G6 The record's on F But it's been skipping for a while C Cmaj7 And my hands are sloppily tracing your spine
F G I don't wanna go to bed just yet C G ? Am Though I'm usually asleep by ten F G Gonna say some things I regret C G Am But I'll deal with that in the morning F G Never understood the plan C G Am Till I felt your thumb move in my hand F But I'm drunk in your kitchen Em Pray to God you were listening
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