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E B7 A E
There's an old man's fantasy put in a young girl's mouth
C#m G#m A E
like cheap pink lipstick smeared on a wedding dress
C#m G#m
Will you look what you've done to her,
A
will you look at this disgrace.
E B7 A E F# G# A
Oh, it's all over your suffering face.
E F# G# A
E B7
If we were chrome we would be rusted,
A E
if we were thirst we would be quenched.
C#m G#m
You don't need the same old rivet gun,
A E
you need a brand new wrench.
C#m G#m
Someone to pull you down on the ground
A
and cover you with kisses.
E A
Once I was the jewel of your heart,
now I'm only semi-precious.
C#m G#m A
But if I seem so preoccupied,
C#m G#m A E
it's just my alibi, I'm all broken up inside.
C#m G#m A E
Even the words of love, seem cruel and crass,
C#m G#m A Asus A
when you're tough and transparent as armored glass.
E B7 A E
I prepared a bed for you, then I sprayed perfume
C#m G#m A E
upon the wilted roses that I'd scattered 'round the room.
C#m G#m
You came in gentle as a lamb,
A E
and turned into a terror.
E B7 A
and you left your "love another" threats in the steam
Asus A
fading on my bathroom mirror.
E B7 A E
But it's an old man's fantasy put in a young girl's mouth
C#m G#m A E
like cheap pink lipstick smeared on a wedding dress.
C#m G#m A E
Will you look what you've done to me,
A E
now you've put me in my place.
E B7
and it's all over,
C#m
it's all over,
E B7
it's all over
A
your suffering face.
Finish on E
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