Sloppy Seconds
Watsky
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F#m A D [Verse 1]F#m Fuck you if you love a car for its paint jobA Love you if you love a car for the road tripsD Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scarC#m Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chipsF#m ‘Cause you were pressing on the gas just a bit hardA Right in the moment where the road curved a bit sharpD And when you woke up somebody was unclipping your seat beltC#m And pulling you from the open window of your flipped car [Chorus 1]F#m Cold pizzaA Tie-dye shirtsD Broken heartsC#m Give ‘em here, give ‘em hereF#m Hand-me-downsA Give me give me leftoversD Give me give me sloppy secondsC#m Give ‘em here, give ‘em hereF#m A D I don’t care where you’ve beenC#m How many miles, I still love you [x2] [Verse 2]D Show me somebody who says they got no baggage I’ll show you somebody who’s got no storyF#m Nothing gory means no gloryA E D But baby please don’t bore me We won’t know until we get there The who or the what or the when, whereF#m My favourite sweater was aA present that I got a couple presidents agoE And I promised that I would rock itD ‘til it’s threadbare Bet on it Every single person’s got a couple skeletonsContinúa después del anuncioF#m So pretty soon in this room It’ll just be me and you when weA clear out all the elephantsE Me and you and the elementsD We all have our pitfalls Beer’s flat, the cabs have been calledF#m And everybody and their momma can hear the dramaE That’s happening behind these thin walls [Chorus 2]F#m Cold pizzaA D Tie-dye shirts (tie-dye shirts) Broken heartsC#m Give ‘em here, give ‘em hereF#m A Hand-me-downs (hand-me-downs)D Leftovers (leftovers) Sloppy secondsC#m Give ‘em here, give ‘em hereF#m A D I don’t care where you’ve beenC#m How many miles, I still love you [x2]F#m A I don’t care (cold pizza)D Where you’ve been (tie-dye shirts) How many (broken hearts) miles, IC#m still love youF#m A I don’t care (hand-me-downs)D Where you’ve been (leftovers) How many (sloppy seconds) miles, IC#m still love you [Verse 3]D My pattern with women isn’t a flattering image But I don’t want to run away because I said soF#m I don’t want to be the guy to hide all of my flaws And I’ll be giving you the side ofE me that I don’t let showD Everything in fashion that has ever happened Always coming crashing down; better let goF#m But in a couple years it will be retroE You rock Marc Ecko, my shirts have the geckoD ‘Cause in the past man, I was hopeless But now’s when my little cousins look the dopestF#m (Whoop whoop) Fuck the fashion po-poA E Have a stale doughnut, I don’tD need no tips Fuck a five second rule That’s a plan I never understoodF#m It’s September in my kitchen in a Christmas sweaterE Sipping cold coffee on the phone with damaged goodsF#m A D And there is not a singleC#m place that I would rather beF#m A I’m fucked up just like you are,D and you’re fucked up just like meC#m [Chorus 3]F#m A Cold pizza (cold pizza)D Tie-dye shirts (tie-dye shirts) Broken heartsC#m Give ‘em here, give ‘em hereF#m A Hand-me-downs (hand-me-downs)(A) Give me give me leftoversD (leftovers)(D) Give me give me sloppy secondsC#m Give ‘em here, give ‘em hereF#m A D I don’t care where you’ve beenC#m How many miles, I still love you [x2]F#m A I don’t care (cold pizza)D Where you’ve been (tie-dye shirts) How many (broken hearts) miles, IC#m still love youF#m A I don’t care (hand-me-downs)D Where you’ve been (leftovers) How many (sloppy seconds) miles, IC#m still love you