[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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