Phoebe Bridgers - Part time heart

^EWell you burn like rain, or a cigarette, or a match Like all those t^Ahings you burn away ^E And you in my brain chemicals all afl^Aame And I'm at your ^Afeet again anyways ^E

It's never da^C#mrk outside when you want it^A to be ^E And the ^Ecold wouldn't come if you beggin^C#mg to fre^Beze Any lover tha^C#mt shows is a lover ^Athat lea^Eves Your part tim^C#me heart ran out ^Blike a dead end str^Eeet

^EWell you called your shots in an empty Tennessee parkin^Ag lot with me, last Dece^Ember And I saw your tricks fall from the slee^Aves of your jumper As you tore it o^Aff, off of me ^E

It's never da^C#mrk outside when you want it^A to be ^E And the ^Ecold wouldn't come if you beggin^C#mg to fre^Beze Any lover tha^C#mt shows is a lover ^Athat lea^Eves Your part tim^C#me heart ran out ^Blike a dead end str^Eeet

^AOh my god, I miss you li^C#mke hell ^{B A}Oh my dear, whatever, oh^C#m well ^{B A}You burn like rain on an^C#m acid da^By ^EBut you will alw^Bays burn^A away ^EBut you will alw^Bays burn^A away ^EBut you will alw^Bays burn^A away ^EBut you will alw^Bays burn^A away