Tori Amos - Pancake

^Dm H^Amere Dm Am

^Dm H^Amere Dm Am

I'm not s^Dmure who's fooling who here ^Am As I'm wa^Dmtching your decay ^Am We both k^Dmnow you could deflate ^Am A ^Dm7 hurricane ^Am

Seems like y^Bbou and your tribe ^Am Decided you'^Bbd rewrite the law ^Am Segreg^Dmate the mind ^Am From ^Dmbody, from soul ^{Am Dm Am}

You give me yo^Bburs I'll give you mine ^C 'Cause I can l^Bbook your God Right ^Cin t^Dmhe eye ^{Am Dm Am}

You give me yo^Bburs I'll give you mine ^C You used to lo^Bbok my God Right ^Cin th^Dme eye ^{Am Dm Am}

I bel^Dmieve in defending ^Am In what ^Dmwe once stood for ^Am It seems in ^Dmvogue to be a closet ^Am Misog^Dmynist homophobe ^Am

A change of co^Bburse in our direction ^Am A dash of trut^Bbh spread thi^Amnly ^{Dm Am Dm Am}

Like a f^Dmlag on a pop star ^Am On a ^Dmbenzodiazepine ^Am

You give me yo^Bburs I'll give you mine ^C 'Cause I can l^Bbook your God Right ^Cin t^Dmhe eye ^{Am Dm Am}

You give me yo^Bburs I'll give you mine ^C You used to lo^Bbok my God Right ^Cin th^Dme eye ^{Am Dm Am}

Oh, Zi^A#on pleas^Fe Rem^Dmove your glove A^A#nd disp^Fel ev^Dmery trace ^A# Of ^Fhis spoken^Dm word That has lodged^A# in my vo^Frtex ^Dm

I'm not s^Dmure who's fooling who here ^Am As I'm wa^Dmtching your decay ^Am We both k^Dmnow you could deflate ^Am A ^Dm7 hurricane ^Am

You could have s^Bbpared her Oh, but no ^C Messiahs need p^Bbeople dying In their ^Cname ^{Dm Am Dm Am}

You could have s^Bbpared her Oh, but no ^C Messiahs need p^Bbeople dying In their ^Cname You say, I or^Bbdered you a pan^Ccake ^{Dm Am Dm Am}

You say, I o^Dmrdered you a panc^Amake ^Dm