Tom: E
Introdução:
E
I only ever want it cause it makes me sick
So give it to me now and give it to me quick
C#m
Like a lime diseased parasitic little tick
A B
Latched on and burrowed in until the poison sticks
E
Don't bother trying to tell me it'll make me sick
I can quiet down the bees after a couple sniffs
C#m
She says "c'mon, pull it together baby get a grip"
A B
But her hands on my hip and she's biting my lip
C#m A E B
I don't want, I don't want it cause it just keeps making me sick
C#m A E B
I want it, oh I want it I can't feel alive unless I'm feeling sick
E
I think she fell in love because it made her sad
You can get pretty good at feeling pretty bad
C#m
I thought this thing was tight thought it was ironclad
A B
But I think she fell in love because it made her sad
E
She fed a bitter river now she's up to her throat
She set fire to the dock and to the motorboat
C#m
Now she's screaming at me to come and keep her afloat
A B
It's a poison she designed with no antidote
C#m A E B
She don't love it, she don't love it because it just keeps making her sad
C#m A E B
She loves it, she loves it she can't feel alive unless she's feeling sad
C#m A E B
Now I'm wide awake and well aware
C#m A B E
That our sick sad hearts are our cross to bear
C#m A E B
And I'd heal that sick if I thought I could
A B
And the sad must get old baby, oh baby...
A B
We've got the same disease set me free
A B
We've got the same disease let's get free