|C |C |F |F
|Am |Am |E |B
|Dm |Dm |C# |C#
|C |C |F |F
|Am |Am |E |B
|Dm |Dm |C# |C#
F#*
Well the day begins
F#*
You don't want to live
C#
'Cause you can't believe
F#
In the one you're with
C#
'Cause you know her tricks
C#sus2
And you know her past
C#
When she makes a face
F#
You just have to laugh
G#m G#m
And you feel like such a know-it-all
G#m/B G#m/B
When you only want just a tiny girl
C#
And you hope she'll sing.
F#*
So you turn around
F#*
Toward the tiny girls
C#
Who have got no tricks
F#
Who have got no past
C#
Yea that's what you think
C#sus2 C# F#
And you hope she'll sing
G#m
But she sings of greed
G#m
Like a young banshee
G#m/B
And she wants for this
G#m/B
And she wants for that
C#
What did you think.
|C |C |F |F
|Am |Am |E |B
|Dm |Dm |C# |C#
|F#* |F#* |C# |F#
|C# |C#sus2 |C# |C#sus2
|F#
