Jenny Owen Youngs - Fuck was i

^GLove grows in ^Dme like a t^Amumor, ^{C G}parasites ^Dbent on dev^Amouring its ^Chost. I'm ^Gdeveloping ^Dmy sense of ^Amhumor, ^{C G}till I can ^Dlaugh at my ^Amheart between your ^Cteeth, ^Gtill I can ^Dlaugh at my ^Amface beneath your ^Cfeet.

^CSkillet on the stove is ^Amsuch a temptation, ^Cmaybe I'll be the lucky one that ^Amdoesnt get burned. N.C. G D Am C What the fuck was I thinking?

^GLove plows through ^Dme like a ^Amdozer, ^{C G}I've got more ^Dgive than a ^Ambale of ^Chay, and there's ^Galways a ^Dbig mess left ^Amover. ^{C G}What did you ^Ddo? ^AmWhat did you ^Csay? ^GWhat did you ^Ddo and ^Amwhat did you ^Csay?

^CSkillet on the stove is ^Amsuch a temptation, ^Cmaybe I'll be the special one that ^Amdoesnt get burned. N.C. G D Am C What the fuck was I thinking? What the fuck was I ^Gthinking?^{D Am C} What the fuck was I ^Gthinking?^{D Am C}

^GLove tears me ^Dup like a ^Amdemon. ^{C G}Opens the ^Dwounds and ^Amfills them with ^Clead, and I'm ^Ghaving some ^Dtrouble just ^Ambreathing. ^{C G}If we werent such ^Dgood friends I ^Amthink that I'd ^Chate you. ^GIf we weren't such ^Dgood friends I'd ^Amwish you were ^Cdead

^GOh it's ^Dso em^Ambarrasing ^C I'm this ^Gawkward ^Dand un^Amcomprable ^Cthing, and I'm ^Grunning out of ^Dplaces to ^Amhide ^C and I'm ^Grunning out of ^Dplaces to ^Amhide ^C N.C. G D Am C What the fuck was I thinking? What the fuck was I ^Gthinking?^{D Am C} What the fuck was I ^Gthinking?^{D Am C} What the fuck was I ^Gthinking?^{D Am C}