Massacre - From your lips

^G Well my ^Gadd9sun is burning ^C In just like a ^Cadd9little far away ^G Standing ^Gadd9closer from ^Cme You ^Cadd9never turn me away ^Em Butterflies are up your ^Cfingers Sugar^Cadd9cubes are in your ^Fmouth Honey trees are made of ^Dsweetness You ^Dsus4told we're going deep in^Gside The road the ^Gadd9dust and you ^C Make me ^Cadd9cry and ^Gsmile There's something ^Gadd9else that can ^Cdo Cadd9 Em C G (Gsus4) There's something else that I should try

Is not you ^Embusiness Is not you ^Cbusiness Is not you ^Fbusiness D (Dsus4) Is not you business

^G Well you ^Gadd9know it turned up ^Cgrey That?s the ^Cadd9colour of my ^Gfate You ^Gadd9know I've tried that ^Csweetest taste The ^Cadd9sweetest edge of ^Gdeath You ^Gadd9know I turned so ^Ceasy But you ^Cadd9never got me a^Ground So ^Gadd9better stay a^Cway from ^Dme^G

^Em Butterflies are up your ^Cfingers Sugar^Cadd9cubes are in your ^Fmouth Honey trees are made of ^Dsweetness You ^Dsus4told we're going deep ^Din ^Dsus4Told we're going deep ^Din ^Dsus4Told we're going deep ^Din^Gside

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