[Chorus]
Am
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
One second we're good then it's overkill
You're pulling me out of the gutter
Then throwing me into the lava
Bbmaj7
Pull my love away
The color turns to gray, oh
Fmaj7
I got a feeling
F
I got a feeling I'm tearing you down, if you can believe it
Em
I'm too attached to the sound of you
Am Bbmaj7
Pulling me out of the gutter
Am
Then throwing me into the lava
Bbmaj7
Dunking me into the water
[Post-Chorus]
F Am
Ayy, ayy, go in circles
Em Am
Hot potato pain
F Dm
Fly like missiles
G F C
Through the empty space
Dm F
Pull my love away
[Chorus]
F
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
One second we're good then it's overkill
Am7
You're pulling me out of the gutter
Then throwing me into the lava
Dm
Pull my love away
G
The color turns to gray, oh
Fmaj7
I got a feeling
I got a feeling that I can't change, if you can believe it
I'm too attached to the same game
Am
You pulling me out of the gutter
Then throwing me into the lava
Dunking me into the water
[Post-Chorus]
F Am
Ayy, ayy, go in circles
Em Am
Hot potato pain
F Dm
Fly like missiles
G F C
Through the empty space
Dm F
Pull my love away
[Refrain]
Em
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
Am
Buttermilk, buttermilk
A buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
C
A buttermilk, butter
Dm
A buttermilk, butter
C
A butter, butter
Am Dm
A butter, butter
Am
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
Buttermilk, butter, buttermilk, butter
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
Am
Buttermilk, butter, buttermilk, butter
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
Buttermilk, butter, buttermilk, butter
N.C.
Buttermilk
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
One second we're good then it's overkill
You're pulling me out of the gutter
Then throwing me into the lava
Pull my love away
The color turns to gray, oh
I got a feeling
I got a feeling I'm tearing you down, if you can believe it
I'm too attached to the sound of you
Pulling me out of the gutter
Then throwing me into the lava
Dunking me into the water
Ay, ay, go in circles
Hot potato pain
Fly like missiles
Through the empty space
Pull my love away
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
One second we're good then it's overkill
You're pulling me out of the gutter
Then throwing me into the lava
Pull my love away
The color turns to grey
(Oh)
I got a feeling
I got a feeling that I can't change, if you can believe it
I'm too attached to the same game
You pulling me out of the gutter
Then throwing me into the lava
Dunking me into the water
Ay, ay, go in circles
Hot potato pain
Fly like missiles
Through the empty space
Pull my love away
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
Buttermilk, buttermilk
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
A buttermilk, butter
A buttermilk, butter
A butter, butter
A butter, butter
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
Buttermilk, butter, buttermilk, butter
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
Buttermilk, butter, buttermilk, butter
Buttermilk, buttermilk, buttermilk
Buttermilk, butter, buttermilk, butter
Buttermilk
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