Chords with lyrics
Intro: Ab Eb Fm7 Eb x2 Verse 1: Ab Eb She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks Fm7 Db She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god Ab Eb So she names the baby Elvis Fm7 Db To make up for the royalty he lacked Chorus: Ab Eb And from then on it was turpentine and patches Fm7 Db From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can Ab Eb And they were just two jerks playing with matches Fm7 Db Cause that's all they knew how to play Instrumental: Ab Eb Fm7 Eb x2 Verse 2: Ab Eb And it was raining cats and dogs out side of her window Fm7 Db And she knew they were destined to become Ab Sacred road kill on the way Eb Fm7 And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking Db Ab Thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes Chorus: Eb Cause it's been turpentine and patches Fm7 Db It's been cold, cold Campbell's from the can Ab Eb And they were just two jerks playing with matches Fm7 Db Gb Cause that's all they knew how to play Instrumental: Db Gb2 Ab Eb Fm7 Eb x2 Verse 3: Ab Eb Elvis never could carry a tune Fm7 Db She thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon Ab Eb Fm7 She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin Db Saying why don't I begin again Ab Eb With turpentine and patches Fm7 Db With cold, cold Campbell's from the can Ab Eb After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches Fm7 Db It's just that he's not around to play along Ab Eb I'm still an a**hole playing with candles Fm7 Db Blowing out wishes blowing out dreams Ab Eb Just sitting here and trying to decipher Fm7 Db Gb What's written in Braille upon my skin... Instrumental: Db Gb2 x3 Ab Eb Fm7 Eb x2 Outro: Ab Eb Fm7 Eb She was lying on the floor and counting stretch Ab Eb Fm7 Eb She was lying on the floor and counting stretch
