Candy May
Alex Cameron
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[Intro] D F#m G A7D F#m G A7D F#m Candy May, I think I'm dyingG Yeah, 'cause I'm frail and I'm tired And I constantly complainA7 About the pain I'm inD C But Candy May, she knows me better Yes, she knows my waysBm She has seen me naked She knows I'm packing heatG She has a way of saying "babyA7 Come to me" completeBm She's my sweet sweet Candy MayG Got me stuck and I want to stayD But I never wanted to look shockedA7 Down the barrel of a broken heartBm So I live with a deep regretG Of all I do on the internetD And I'm filled with a dirty white guiltA7 She's a brown on her doily frillsEm She loves me stillD F#m Sweetest eyes, so dark and shiningG They see a shadow in their visionContinues after the adThen it fades and then it diesA7 Sweetest eyesD F#m But Candy May, don't think I'm lyingG I got a flavor in my mouth It never truly goes awayA7 That's Candy MayD So when you see me and Candy MayF#m And we're walking down the street At a mean paceG And she is crying out "You f'n lonely manA7 "You worthless piece of shit You all wouldn't understand"D C 'Cause Candy May, I know she loves me In her own true wayBm You call it as you see it You think you know the scoreG But you just never had a girlA7 Like Candy May beforeBm She's my sweet sweet Candy MayG Got me stuck and I want to stayD But I never wanted to look shockedA7 Down the barrel of a broken heartBm So I live with a deep regretG Of all I do on the internetD And I'm filled with a dirty white guiltA7 She's a brown on her doily frillsBm She's my sweet sweet Candy MayG Got me stuck and I want to stayD But I never wanted to look shockedA7 Down the barrel of a broken heartBm So I live with a deep regretG Of all I do on the internetD And I'm filled with a dirty white guiltA7 She's a brown on her doll with frillsBm She's my sweet sweet Candy MayG Got me stuck and I want to stayD But I never wanted to look shockedA7 Down the barrel of a broken heartBm So I live with a deep regretG Of all I do on the internetD And I'm filled with a dirty white guiltA7 She's a brown on her doily frillsEm She loves me still