D Eat your words, eat your heart out Eat your words, eat your heart out D Dsus4 D Dsus4 There's not much left, just my red dress D Dsus4 D Em A just this feeling that I got D Dsus4 D Dsus4 You made me a victim in your Christmas kitchen D Dsus4 D Em A it's my memory it's your loss D Dsus4 D Dsus4 D F#m G Bleu black, maybe you got something A D but the flowers grew back D Dsus4 D Dsus4 And was it familiar when you touched my sister D Dsus4 D Em A God, I don't think there's a word for that D Dsus4 D Dsus4 D F#m G Bleu black, maybe you got something A D but the flowers grew black D Dsus4 D Dsus4 I gave it away, whore for a day D Dsus4 D Em A It's so ugly, I'm still breathing D Dsus4 D Dsus4 But you never got my virgin heart D Dsus4 D Em A It stayed locked up, it's still beating D Dsus4 D Dsus4 D F#m G Bleu black, maybe you got something A D but the flowers grew black D Dsus4 D Dsus4 Eat your words, eat your hat D Dsus4 D Dsus4 Eat your words, eat your heart out D Dsus4 D Dsus4 I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme D Dsus4 D Em A You never had a clue, you can't take it with you D Dsus4 D Dsus4 I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme D Dsus4 D Em A You never had a clue, you can't take it with you.
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