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Fool chords

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C#            G#               C#               G#
C#            G#               C#               G#

C#                       G#                  C#                   G#
Boy, you get my guts tied up in such a twisted noisy ruckus
C#                       G#                  C#                   G#
Heaven sent that you are, wouldn’t lift a claw or cut me off ‘cause
C#                       G#                  C#              G#
Rambling as I ever am I shamble to your chair and stables
C#                       G#                    C#                        G#
Watch you all enraptured as you shuffle cards and stutter fables


B                        Bbm                       G#
Break my habit, you’re my habit, I’d trade my limbs for one of you
B                        Bbm                     G#
Two legs for two lips, now I’d say that’s a fair trade, wouldn’t you?
B                        Bbm                     G#
Drop my habit, you’re my habit, I’d trade my habit to get you back and I’m
B                        Bbm                     B
Like a fool without a calling, like a heartsick fool

C#            G#               C#               G#

C#                       G#                  C#                   G#
Boy, you like to play the martyr, but if I pray a little harder
C#                       G#                  C#                   G#
If I close the window and come back here when I’m not so sober
C#                       G#                  C#                   G#
If I said it plainly not in riddle-rhymes, all cagey,
C#                       G#                  C#                                   G#
Would you answer with a smile made of brackets or look at me strangely?
B                        Bbm                         G#
Break my habit, you’re my habit, I’d trade my limbs for one of you
B                        Bbm                         G#
Two legs for two lips, now I’d say that’s a fair trade, wouldn’t you?
B                        Bbm                         G#
Drop my habit, you were my habit, I’d trade my habit to get you back and
    B             Bbm                       B                     Bbm
It’s you and I again just writing, shiftless, click clack clicking, grinning
B                        Bbm                 B
Like a fool without a calling, like a heartsick fool
C#            Fm               C#               Fm
C#            Fm               C#               Fm
C#            G#               C#               G#
C#            G#               C#               G#
C#                        G#                    C#                        G#
Boy, you’re on the floor and on my fingers, dripping from my kisses
C#                     G#                        C#                      G#
Eyes so vacant, would you hate it, if I said you look delicious?
     C#                       G#                   C#                 G#
The laughter dies and rots inside me, brother, it is you all over
C#                     G#                           C#             G#
Stay beside me here and guide me, unrequited would-be lover
B                        Bbm                         G#
Took my miracle, you’re my miracle, I’d trade my brains for one of you
B                        Bbm                         G#
Two gods for two voices, I’d say that’s a fair trade, wouldn’t you?
B                        Bbm                         G#
Need a miracle, you’re my miracle, I’d trade a miracle to get you back and I’m
B                        Bbm                         G#
Left without a friend, soaked to the bone and backwards bent
                 B                             Bbm                        G#
I’m seeing shades, screaming repent your sickness leave it here for lent

                    B                        Bbm                         G#
Now witness, here, a fool without a calling! I’m a heartsick fool.
B                        Bbm                         G#
Still the fool without a calling, still a fucking fool.

            
            
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