Marika Hackman - Id rather be with them

^Am Stale tongues,^G the words have gone ^F/C And all we've left is^Em smoky spit and heavy lungs And ^AmI don't want to ^Gtalk it through But my ^F/Chead hurts and I hate ^Emyou

So make me throw u^Amp I know that you wil^Gl And wake up my mothe^F/Cr and tell her I'm il^Eml It's all coming ou^Amt now, bla^Gck, brown ^F/CWine and ^Embile

^AmSalty eyes,^G and frothy lips^F/C Your teeth are bared an^Emd champing at the fucking bit^Am Leaning on the^G window Wh^F/Cen you point down ^Emand you let go

You say: "look at the ^Ampeople Crawling like ins^Gects All over the ^F/Cpavements" I'd rather be with^Em them 'Cause I just h^Amate this ^Groom, it sm^F/Cells like y^Emou

^AmLeave it on, ^GI like this song ^F/C When it ends, I ^Emreally must be getting on And the ^Amneedle clicks aft^Ger an hour And ^F/Cyou look back and the doo^Emr slams

I'm so fucking hear^Amtless I can't even cr^Gy I've opened my ^F/Cbody, it's hollow insid^Eme So ring up my p^Amarents And tell them I'm de^Gad And say how you left^F/C me and fucked with my he^Emad

And I just hat^Ame your hair^G, and the cloth^F/Ces you w^Emear And I just lov^Ame your hair^G, and the cloth^F/Ces you w^Emear D C Am G Am