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[Verse]

Am
I’ve got gum disease
G#
I’m scared all my gums are gon’ recede
Gm                  G
I’m scared that you are still mad at me
F#
I’m scared if I take the plaster off it will bleed
Am                    G#
There is no quick fix I left it too long in my ditch
G
Doctor can you fix it up with a stitch?
F#m
I’m craving structure in this mix
Am
I fear I’m leaking out
G#                                   G
Someone tipped me over by my spout and out we all watch me pour
F#m
While the people around me keep begging for more
F                  E
I’m sorry I cried, can’t help it half the time
G
This bleating heart of mine, little lamb in the bright light

[Chorus]

C
If these lambs legs are bled and scratched
Em
Nurture and place a cotton pad
F                                  D
I’ll run and bite my tail and say "I’m sorry" time and time again
C                              Em
I’ll rip my stuffing out and I will cry for you to put it back
Am
Do we use stitches or glue?
G#
What is going to see me through?

F#m C Em F F#m

[Verse]

Am                      G#
I want to be your best, mechanical simply flawless
G                            F#
Wind me up watch me impress, stacking trophies on the shelf
Am                       G#
I’m just a fucking pet, wipe your eyes with me when you're upset
G                               D/F#
Show me off to all your friends together till the very end
Am                              G#
I’m scared that you will leave, so I’ll keep pulling at your sleeve
G                               D/F#
Or maybe I’ll push you so hard away you’ll be so far from me
F
Overthink each word, each glide
E                 G
I’m T-T-Terrified little icky fingies pulling at me all the fucking time

[Bridge]

C                                 A
Try being in my head for a second (come on in!)

[Chorus]

C
If these lambs legs are bled and scratched
Em
Nurture and place a cotton pad
F                                  D
I’ll run and bite my tail and say "I’m sorry" time and time again
C                               Em
I’ll rip my stuffing out and I will cry for you to put it back
Am
Do we use stitches or glue?
G#
What is going to see me through?