Sweet Hibiscus Tea

[Primera Parte]

           F                
Here's the thing: I can't do 
           Dm
anything right
             F              Dm
Try as I absolutely totally might
              A              Dm   
The bones are melting, the 
    A
skeleton is ash
       Dm        Bb        C 
The clavicle detaches and falls 
          Bb        C
with a deafening crash

[Estribillo]

         F
And I'm not your protagonist
     A
I'm not even my own
               Dm
I don't know anything
                  C
I don't even know what I don't know

[Puente]

             Gm                C
And if you look outside you’ll see
   F           Dm
Disintegrating trees
        Bb               C
The artificial way the sunlight
         F       C    F
Bounces off the waxy leaves
            Gm               C
My heart catches on every thorn
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               F        C       Dm
You’re already halfway out the door
           Bb             C
And I’ve never looked so old
            F             Dm
And I have never been so cold
          Bb
And it is 85 degrees
   A
I don’t know what I need

( F  A  Bb  Bbm )
( F  A  Bb )
( Bbm  C )

[Segunda Parte]

                    F              
There’s lukewarm herbal mango sweet
         Dm
 hibiscus tea
              F                    
On the hot garbage pile in which I 
         Dm   D
fucking sleep
                A             Dm
The walls are empty, it’s so ugly
         A                    Dm
I could burn the whole place down
     Bb                         
It wouldn’t catch ‘cause all the 
  C
posters
             Bb            C
Are on their way to my hometown

[Estribillo]

         F
And I'm not your protagonist
     A
I'm not even my own
               Dm
I don't know anything
                  C
I don't even know what I don't know

[Puente]

             Gm                C
And if you look outside you’ll see
   F           Dm
Disintegrating trees
        Bb               C
The artificial way the sunlight
         F       C         F
Bounces off the glitching leaves
                Gm             C
My wet heart catches on every thorn
               F        C       Dm
You’re already halfway out the door
            Bb          C
And I’m so tiny and so old
             F             Dm
And God it’s never been so cold
          Bb
And it is 85 degrees
  A
I don’t know what I need

[Final] F  A  Bb  Bbm
        F  A  Bb  Bbm  F