Fuck You Lucy Atmosphere
First tab, please be honest! Surprised I didn't see this here, but I guess for obvious
reasons. Acousticized, I think it works like this.
CAPO I
She [Bm]say that she still wants a [D]friendship
She can't [A]live her life without [G]me as a friend
I [Bm]can't figure out why I [D]give a damn what she wants
[A]I don't understand the [G]now before the then
Most of [Bm]this garbage I write that these [D]people seem to like
Is [A]about you and how I [G]let you infect my life
And [Bm]if they got to know you, I [D]doubt that they would see it
They'd [A]wonder what I showed you [G]how you could leave it
A [Bm]friend in Chicago said that [D]I should stay persistent
[A]If I stay around I'm [G]bound to break resistance
[Bm]Fuck you Lucy for [D]defining my existence
[A]Fuck you and your differences[G]
Ever [Bm]since I was a young lad with a [D]part-time dad
It was [A]hard to find happiness [G]inside of what I had
I [Bm]studied my mother, I [D]digested her pain
And [A]vowed no women on my path would [G]have to walk the same
[Bm]Travel like sound across the [D]fate ladder
I [A]travel with spoon to mix this [G]cake batter
And I [Bm]travel with feel, so I can [D]deal with touch
It's like [A]that, thank you very much, [G]fuck you very much
And [Bm]everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[D]Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[A]Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[G]Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[Bm]Fuck the 'What happened?' I [D]got stuck
They can [A]peel pieces of me off the [G]grill of her truck
Used to [Bm]walk with luck, used to [D]hold her hand
[A]Fell behind and played the role of a [G]slower man
I want to [Bm]stand on top of this mountain and [D]yell
I want to [A]wake up and break up this [G]lake of hell
I [Bm]feel like a bitch for letting these [D]sheets twist me up
The [A]last star-fighter's wounded, [G]time to give it up
[Bm]On a pick it up mission, [D]kept it bitter
[A]Gettin' in a million memories [G]just to forget her
The [Bm]difficulty in keepin' [D]emotions controlled
[A]Cookies for the road, [G]took me by the soul
[Bm]Hunger for the drama, [D]hunger for the nurture
[A]Gonna take it further, the [G]hurt feels like murder
[Bm]Interpret the eyes, [D]read the lines on her face
The [A]sunshine is fake, how much [G]time did I waste?
[Bm]Fuck you Lucy for [D]leaving me
[A]Fuck you Lucy for not [G]needing me
I wanna say [Bm]fuck you because I still [D]love you
[A]No, I'm not okay, and I [G]don't know what to do
And [Bm]everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[D]Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[A]Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[G]Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[Bm]Do I sound mad? Well I [D]guess I'm a little pissed
Every [A]action has a point, five [G]points make a fist
You [Bm]close em', you swing em', it's [D]hurts when it hits
And the [A]truth can be a bitch, but [G]if the boot fits
I [Bm]got an idea, you should [D]get a tattoo
That says [A]warning, that's all, just a [G]warning
So the po[Bm]tential victim can take a [D]left
And save breath, and a[A]void you, sober and up[G]set in the morning
[Bm]I wanna scream, [D]"Fuck you Lucy!"
But the [A]problem is [G]I love you Lucy
So [Bm]instead Imma finish my [D]drink and have another
[A]While you think about how you [G]used to be my lover
And [Bm]everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[D]Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[A]Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
[G]Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
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