Cinnamon

G Em G Em Pretty boys with pretty little smiles Em G Pretty girls with pretty cool styles G Em Pretty kids with pretty blurred lines Em Between what's wrong and what's right Em G Between who is on their side G Em Teenagers are pretty bad kids Em G Most of us will probably be killed G Em I wouldn't be surprised if I'm one Em At the other end of a gun Em G We will stand and we will run G Your breath tastes like cinnamon Em The air is getting pretty thin Em G I think we need to kiss again G Em Muffled voices in my head Em G The world is falling to its end G Em But aesthetics keep us safe Em We will fall and be replaced Em G But our legacy will stay G Em Living out of cars we used to own Em G Now we set them up to be our homes G Em Making music with our old guitars Em Making beats with our space bars Em A Making songs about our scars A G Your breath tastes like cinnamon C The air is getting pretty thin C I think we need to kiss again Am C I'm never giving up on you C No matter what you say or do C G Em I know we're dying but we'll pull through G Beauty queen, eh G You're such a beauty queen, eh G Em Internal drama scream, babe Em You really bother me but Em G You're still on top of me, huh G Lipstick on jewelry things G Em She thinks she's cooler than me Em I think she's cooler than me G Em Yeah I know, yeah I know G Em7 Yeah I know, yeah I know, I know A G Your breath tastes like cinnamon C The air is getting pretty thin C G Am I think we need to kiss again Am G I'm never giving up on you C No matter what you say or do C G I know we're dying but we'll pull through