Bit Bitter

[Verse 1]
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I'm in a bar in Brussels
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I miss you, it is stupid
F#m
It's raining bloody murder
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I have considered murder
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'Cause I'm a young creative
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And you're a boy who hurt me
F#m
But then I'd be in prison
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Not in a bar in Brussels
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Missing you like a mother
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I had my ducks in order
F#m
You said you liked me 'cause I
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I had my shit together
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Now my shit's not together
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You didn't want a real girl
F#m
Pinocchio, you liar
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Why aren't they ever honest?
 

[Chorus]
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For heaven's sake, don't ever kiss a boy who grew up pretty
F#m                            D
They don't know what they want until they have it
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Now your apartment is a lion's den inside this city
F#m                            D
You said you were in love, aren't you embarrassed?
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Shut the door and pout on your easy way out
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For heaven's sake, you're not a monster, you're just sort of shitty
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I guess I'll just move on again, a classic
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I guess you think we're friends, boys always think that
F#m                       D
I guess I'm just a bit bitter about it

 
[Verse 2]
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Sorry if it's pathetic
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I have to milk the heartbreak
F#m
Little studio rodent
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Fuck you Monday to Friday
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You were the first I trusted
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Since I didn't trust anybody
F#m                 D
You know the story, that one was twice as gory
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And I should've known but I didn't
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Once shy, twice bitten
F#m
Next time I see him
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I might just hit him

 
[Chorus]
A
For heaven's sake, don't ever kiss a boy who grew up pretty
F#m                            D
They don't know what they want until they have it
A
Now your apartment is a lion's den inside this city
F#m                            D
You said you were in love, aren't you embarrassed?
A                         F#m           D
Shut the door and pout on your easy way out
A                               F#m                          D
For heaven's sake, you're not a monster, you're just sort of shitty
A
I guess I'll just move on again, a classic
A
I guess you think we're friends, boys always think that
F#m                       D
I guess I'm just a bit bitter about it