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A Dm
Your lips want anyone else, mine taste like everyone else
Bb F
Oh, that's a tragedy
A Dm
Trying not to pity myself you fall back into yourself
Bb F
Oh, what a mess we're in
A Dm Bb
Slow down, show me
F
Tell me, how a modern human should be?
A Dm Bb
It's so easy
F
You're so pretty when you lie to me
A Dm Bb F
But how much blame can we take babe? Ohoh
A Dm Bb F
When all our friends are so shady
A Dm
Your lips want anyone else, mine taste like everyone else
Bb F
Oh, that's a tragedy
A Dm
Trying not to pity myself you fall back into yourself
Bb F
Oh, what a mess we're in
A Dm
I've got more hope of killing war
Bb F
Or seeing sound Ahah
A Dm
Than I've got of keeping you around
Bb F
Of keeping you around, of keeping you around
A Dm Bb
Dead club, so low
F
So good at pretending that it's fun though
A Dm Bb
Head Fuck, won't go
F
So tired of being tired, you know
A Dm Bb F
I wish I could make it ea-sy, ohoh
A Dm Bb F
I'm still a broken machine, babe
A Dm
Your lips want anyone else, mine taste like everyone else
Bb F
Oh, that's a tragedy
A Dm
Trying not to pity myself you fall back into yourself
Bb F
Oh, what a mess we're in
A Dm
I've got more hope of killing war
Bb F
Or seeing sound Ahah
A Dm
Than I've got of keeping you around
Bb F
Of keeping you around, of keeping you around
Gm
Build something up just to knock it down
Dm F
Live a quiet life in a quiet town
Gm
Maybe everyone will forget me now
Dm Eb
Could you just start over?
Gm
Build something up just to knock it down
Dm F
Live a quiet life in a quiet town
Gm
Maybe everyone could forget me now
Dm Eb
Could we just start over?
A Dm
Your lips want anyone else, mine taste like everyone else
Bb F
Oh, that's a tragedy
A Dm
Trying not to pity myself you fall back into yourself
Bb F
Oh, what a mess we're in
A Dm
I've got more hope of killing war
Bb F
Or seeing sound Ahah
A Dm
Than I've got of keeping you around
Bb F
Of keeping you around, of keeping you around
Written by Conor Mason / Dominic Craik / Joseph Langridge-Brown