Less Cute

Say Anything

Composição de: Max Bemis / Say Anything
tom: A Afinação: E A D G B E
Intro: A (one strum)

                            A                      F#m
Never thought that I could feel such a slap in the face
                        A                       F#m
Since my semester in New York where I drank it away
                        A                  F#m
Social strategies are taught to Bohemian crowds
                        A                    F#m
And my love was like a food stamp handing it out

               A
Oh, though I fell in love with you, all fey and grizzled and mature
              F#m
You left me naked, pining, whining on your bathroom floor
                   A
If it makes you jealous, tell us just which boy we should adore
                  F#m
Only talk about myself, so I don't mind that he's a bore

                A                  F#m                   D  E
He's a like a less cute version of you but he'll have to do
               A                 F#m                  D
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you but he'll have to do
       E        A
He'll have to do

    A                          F#m
Mountain man, brag about your band to me
            A                                F#m
You got me hot with all those snide remarks about my poetry
          A                     F#m
But he gobbles up every single line about the stars
              A                            F#m
And how they scar my slightly chubby arms like brightly lit cigars

    A         F#m                                 A
So now he's next to me but I can feel you in my heart
                     F#m
You're everything, you're everything he'll never be
        A                F#m          D                    E
It's misery and more specifically, I miss that day you spit on me

                A                  F#m                   D  E
He's a like a less cute version of you but he'll have to do
               A                 F#m                  D
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you but he'll have to do
       E        A
He'll have to do

               A                  F#m                   D  E
He's a like a less cute version of you but he'll have to do
               A                 F#m                  D
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you but he'll have to do
       E        A
He'll have to do

A                            F#m
He's got no inkling of your status or mind
A                          F#m
He's just the glue that I splatter to bind
A                F#m
You and I like Siamese twins
A            F#m            D
So let this sick sad game begin

A                F#m                                  A
Now you're here again and he will wonder where I've been
                              F#m
I'm giving in but in my own opinion, it's how to be
              A
Though I can hear him singing
 D                 E               D
All this envy's killing me, it's killing me

               A                  F#m                   D  E
He's a like a less cute version of you but he'll have to do
               A                 F#m                  D
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you but he'll have to do
       E        A
He'll have to do

(Through this next chorus a second voice sings "and every time I see your face I die
inside" extended through each line, listen to the song to hear how this goes)
               A                  F#m                   D  E
He's a like a less cute version of you but he'll have to do
               A                 F#m                  D
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you but he'll have to do
       E        A
He'll have to do
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