G                  Am                  Em   C
She used to get her kicks from a fall to the floor
G                     Am
But now she's always wasted
           Em              C
A total looker, but she's jaded
G                    Am           Em C
The kind of shivering wreck that I adore
        G              Am
I can't offer you a rescue
         Em                 C
But I can tell you what I'd do

G                        Am
I'd tell my mother that I love her dearly
Em                       C
And tell my father that I need him back again
G                      Am
And if these words wont drop from your lips
Em              C
I will be your Freudian slip

G                Am
And flowers might wilt when we walk past
Em                  C
And self-help might help when it makes us laugh
Em           Am
Only finding questions in answers
Em                 C
You and I are just walking disasters (x3)

G                      Am                            Em C
She only finds her love in a downtown store
G                                           Am
Consumption makes her stronger
                Em                   C
You're the sweetest anaconda
G                            Am             Em C
The kind of lack of respect that I adore
          G                 Am
I cant offer you a rescue
                         Em                         C
But when you've lost all that you have left to lose

G                               Am
I'd tell my mother that I love her dearly
Em                               C
And tell my father that I need him back again
G                                Am
And if these words wont drop from your lips
Em                  C
I will be your Freudian slip

G              Am                                 Em C
As sharp as a knife and as blunt as a wheel
G                              Am                  Em C
You be my calm I'll be your pneumatic drill
G                           Am                         Em C
And what we'll never want, we'll always need
Em                      Am            Em
Right now we need some pop psychology
C
To keep us up-beat

G                                      Am
So tell your mother that you love her dearly
Em                                        C
And tell your father your won't lock him out again
G                                Am
And if these words wont drop from your lips
Em                  C
I will be your Freudian slip

G                       Am
And flowers might wilt when we walk past
Em                        C
And self-help might help when it makes us laugh
G               Am
Only finding questions in answers
Em                      C
You and I are just walking disasters (x5)