Therapy? - Bowels Of Love

Yeah, you ^Ami took me ^G Naive and ^F ugly ^G Into your ^Ami festering ^G heart ^F, ^G And you poured ^Ami Eros ^G maggots down my ^F throat ^G Until I ^Ami choked ^G, ^F, ^G

There's nothing ^Ami darker than ^G love that's gone ^F sour Satan's ^G spit Nothing ^Ami darker than ^G love that's gone sour ^F, ^G

Yeah, you ^Ami took me ^G Naive and ^F ugly ^G Into your ^Ami festering ^G heart ^F, ^G And your rammed ^Ami Eros ^G maggots down my ^F throat ^G Until I ^Ami choked

There's nothing ^Ami darker than ^G love gone ^F sour Satan's ^G spit Nothing ^Ami darker than ^G love that's gone ^F sour Satan's ^G spit

Out of the ^Ami bowels of ^G love ^F Bowels of ^G love ^Ami Bowels of ^G love ^F Bowels of ^Glove Out of the ^Ami bowels of ^G love ^F Bowels of ^G love ^Ami Bowels of ^G love ^F Bowels of ^G love ^Ami Love ^G, ^F, ^{G Ami} Yeah ^G, ^F, ^{G Ami} Love