Fuck was I(Chords)

	        Verse 1 
G                   D           Am     C 
Love grows in me like a tumor,  
G             D            Am            C 
parasites bent on devouring its host.  
          G           D               Am     C 
I'm developing my sense of humor,  
G             D              Am                       C 
till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth,  
G            D                 Am                     C 
till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet.  
1 
C                               Am          
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,  
C                                             Am 
maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesnt get burned.  
                (No Chord)                   G        D        Am           C 
What the fuck was I thinking?  

 Verse 2 
G                           D           Am     C 
Love plows through me like a dozer,  
G                   D              Am       C 
I've got more give than a bale of hay,  
                  G           D                Am     C 
and there's always a big mess left over.  
G                   D    Am               C 
What did you do?  What did you say?  
          G               D           Am            C 
With what did you do and what did you say? 
 
 2 
 
C                               Am          
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,  
C                                               Am          
maybe I'll be the special one that doesnt get burned.  
             (No Chord)                 G        D        Am           C 
What the fuck was I thinking?  
                                             G        D        Am           C 
What the fuck was I thinking?  
                                             G        D        Am           C 
What the fuck was I thinking?  

 Verse 3 
G                    D           Am     C 
Love tears me up like a demon.  
G               D               Am                C 
Opens the wounds and fills them with lead,  
             G                   D              Am     C 
and I'm having some trouble just breathing.  
    G                       D                Am               C 
If we werent such good friends I think that I'd hate you.  
    G                        D                  Am           (No Chord) 
If we weren't such good friends I'd wish you were dead  
 
Repeat Chorus 1 
 
 
 
G        D    Am     C 
Oh it's so embarrasing  
               G        D     Am     C 
I'm this awkward and uncomprable thing, 
            G                    D           Am     C 
and I'm running out of places to hide 
            G                    D           Am     C 
and I'm running out of places to hide 
G                    D           Am     C 
                                  What the fuck was I thinking?   (Repeat last line ~ 4 times and end on C) 
 

	        

Written by Jenny Owen Youngs