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C C I don't remember a single real thing about you Am Dm Just all of the sickness and you were supposed to see me through C And you're lucky as shit the things I omit C 'Cause you stole more of me than I'd care to admit Am G So I can't remember all the fucked shit that you'd do F C G So f**k all your gold stars, the cherries in the backyard F C G No amount of sugar could sweeten such a bitter heart F And f**k your soft boy scam C G The cowboy or the Tarzan F C G F No amount of nail polish could paint you a good man, man Am E F Am E C C It's late at night when the sprinklers turn on as I'm leaving Am Dm And I don't know why every time I'm with you I lose feeling C I was already sick when you called me your fix C Then I pushed mine aside to make room for your shit Am7 G I've spent life holding other peoples aches in safekeeping Fmaj7 C G So f**k all your gold stars, the cherries in the backyard F C G No amount of sugar could sweeten such a bitter heart F And f**k your soft boy scam C G The cowboy or the Tarzan C G F Am E Fmaj7 Am No amount of nail polish could paint you a good man, man E F Am E F Man, man Am E F C G F C G F C G F C G F Am E F Am E F Am E F Am E Am C G C