Brandi Carlile - Sugartooth

^EHe wasn't really known for breaking the rules When he arrived in the se^E7cond year of ^Amy high school ^EHe wasn't so much of a twist of fate As a sh^Bort turn up from a Southern state He was b^Eorn with a sweet tooth he couldn't beat Always trying to f^E7ind himself so^Amething sweet ^EAll that he found was a trouble and me Or maybe t^Brouble just found him

^EIt was hard to hide that his heart had scars He would stay up l^E7ate talking ^Ato the stars ^EPeople tried to blame him for making bad choices When ^Bhe was only listening to the voices ^EAnd looking for some kind of deeper truth Between the lines and the b^E7ible and l^Aiving proof ^EThere's no point now to judge him in vain If you h^Baven't been there, you don't know the pain

^EHe was a liar, but not a fraud ^BLiving proof that there ^Ewas no God ^AJust the Devil, stiff as a rod A ^Bslave to a s^Augarto^Eoth

^EHis life became more than he could take He found a bad ^E7habit he c^Aouldn't break ^ENothing could tame him and nothing could hold him ^BHe only took the pills when the doctor told him ^ELooking to help for the something sweet To make his ^E7life feel as ^Aincomplete ^EWhat in the hell are you gonna do ^BWhen the world has made its mind up about you?

^EHe was a liar, but not a fraud ^BLiving proof that there ^Ewas no God ^AJust the Devil, stiff as a rod A ^Bslave to a s^Augarto^Eoth

^C#mHe wanted to be a better man Then life k^Bicked him down like an o^Eld tin can ^AHe would give you the shirt on his back If ^Bnot for a s^Augar^Etooth

^EThey found him lying on his bed With a gun in his h^E7and and a q^Auiet head ^EHis broken heart, now, is finally gone ^BBut I know that he had to hurt for too long ^ETo think he had fought it all on his own Just to lose the b^E7attle and d^Aie alone ^EAfter so many years of feeling lost He f^Binally made his ^Away b^Eack home

And I ^Eheard they put what was left in a box And took it to a p^E7lace called J^Aesus Rock ^EAnd scattered him all over jagged mound As a s^Bymbol to all that the piece had been found ^EBut not for a sign is left behind With a hand stuck r^E7eaching b^Aack in time ^ETo a place in which you can never unwind I hope he f^Bound something so sweet

^EHe was a liar, but not a fraud ^BLiving proof that there ^Ewas no God ^AJust the Devil, stiff as a rod A ^Bslave to a s^Augarto^Eoth

^C#mHe wanted to be a better man B E ^But life kicked him down like an old tin can ^AHe would give you the shirt on his back If ^Bnot for a s^Augar^Etooth

^EOoh, oo-^E7oh, o^Aoh, o^Eoh a sla^Bve to a s^Augart^Eooth ^EOoh, oo-^E7oh, o^Aoh, o^Eoh a sla^Bve to a s^Augart^Eooth ^EOoh, oo-^E7oh, o^Aoh, o^Eoh a sla^Bve to a s^Augart^Eooth ^EOoh, oo-^E7oh, o^Aoh, o^Eoh a sla^Bve to a s^Augart^Eooth