Guts

Dm               Gm
Stronghold on my poor soul and
    Bb                   Dm
You come around, around, after me
    Dm          Gm             Bb           Dm
And sweat cold tenfold and you come around, after me

Dm              Gm                       Bb
I know you're a liar, throw me into the fire
                         Dm
Man I should have known, I should have known
Dm                     Gm
God damn you're liar, threw me into the fire
Bb                       Dm
Man I should have known, I should have known

    Bb      F
But I, I, I
          Gm               Dm
My body's full of guts and other stuff
Bb    F
I, I, I
         Gm    Dm
My body's full enough
   Gm              F        Gm     F
To pull myself out, to pull myself out
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   Gm              F        Gm     F
To pull myself out, to pull myself out

Dm              Gm
Sad sort with a pitchfork,
       Bb                   Dm
Got me spun around, around, on the spit
    Dm             Gm
And move quick, ya wipe it from your mits
    Bb                             Dm
You wash it down, wash it down and see how it sits

Dm                    Gm
I know you're a liar, throw me into the fire
Bb                       Dm
Man I should have known, I should have known
Dm                    Gm
God damn you're liar, threw me into the fire
Bb                       Dm
Man I should have known, I should have known

    Bb      F
But I, I, I
          Gm               Dm
My body's full of guts and other stuff
Bb    F
I, I, I
         Gm    Dm
My body's full enough
   Gm              F        Gm     F
To pull myself out, to pull myself out
   Gm              F        Gm     F
To pull myself out, to pull myself out

             Bb F Gm                           Dm
i did it for You, let the bottom drop out, it's such a copout
Bb F Gm                          Dm
You led me to the slaughter, but I'm someone's daughter
Bb  F                        Gm                 Dm
You let the bottom drop out, it's such a copout don't you feel ashamed?
Bb  F                        Gm                          Dm
You led me to the slaughter, but I'm someone's daughter, I'm someone's daughter
You let the bottom drop out, it's such a copout don't you feel ashamed?
You led me to the slaughter, but I'm someone's daughter

Bb F Gm Dm
Gm F Gm Dm (till the end of the song)
My body's full of guts and other stuff
My body's full enough
To pull myself out, to pull myself out
To pull myself out, to pull myself out