Am7
And you’re like citrus
            Em7    G
And I’m your mistress
         D7
Enamoured distress
    F
And it’s appealing in this dress
      F           G
Cause that’s when skin sheds

Am7
I’m taking back the things that you want
          Cmaj7
And it’s a bit scary when you’re up at the front
           F
And I’ll be sure to meet your eyes when you are alone
           G
To ease the distance
Em7        Am7
Breaking me into pieces
Into segments of you
          Cmaj7
And it’s a bit scary with this frightening view
              F
And when we’re treading on the toes of both of our youths
          G        Em7
And it’s a mission taking me

F
Moving on all fours
G
Cause my feet are sore
Am7
I can’t go much more
Am7
1,2,3,4

[Verse]
               Am7
And you’re like citrus, citrus
           Em7       G
And I’m your mistress, mistress
         F
Enamoured distress, distress
                     G
And it’s appealing in this dress
     Am7                Em7 G
Cause that’s when skin sheds
             D7
And you’re my interest, interest
        F        G
A little taste of citrus

Am7 Em7 G F F G

Am7
I’m overjoyed and onto your back
          Cmaj7
And it’s a bit funny running round in the black
           F
And I’ll be sure to tackle being over attached
           G          Em7
Just let me be attached to you
Am7
I’m over moons and onto the sun
          Cmaj7
And it’s a bit funny that you chose me to run with
     F
And a little crazy that I’ve finally found a fan of
G       Em7
All the things I do

F
Moving on all fours
G
Til you reach my door
Am7
Are they getting bored
Am7
1,2,3,4

[Verse]
               Am7
And you’re like citrus, citrus
           Em7       G
And I’m your mistress, mistress
         F
Enamoured distress, distress
                     G
And it’s appealing in this dress
     Am7                Em7 G
Cause that’s when skin sheds
             D7
And you’re my interest, interest
        F        G
A little taste of citrus

Am7
When life gives you lemons
         E
You wanna make lemonade
       F
But you can’t without a little bit of sugar
    Fm                      G
The sweetness that your mumma gave you
Am7
Oh I’m sick of this, sick of this
E
Pools of bitterness, bitterness
F                        Fm
Won’t quench your thirst

               Am7
And you’re like citrus, citrus
           Em7       G
And I’m your mistress, mistress
         F
Enamoured distress, distress
                     G
And it’s appealing in this dress
     Am7                Em7 G
Cause that’s when skin sheds
             D7
And you’re my interest, interest
        F        G
A little taste of citrus

Am7 Em7 G
F
Ooh, ooh
G