Am G
sit down, and fire away - i know it's tricky you when you're feeling low
Am G
when you feel like your flavor has gone the way of a pre-shelled pistachio
Asus4 Em
i know you're way down, you're fed up with your heavy
Am Em
your boots are laced with melancholy, and oceans all your own
Interlude: Am G Am G
Continue chord pattern of verse 1 for each verse.
i do like sugar, tender on the brittle, and sticky when spun
and i know my demeanor can go the way
of a furrow left out in the sun
and i try to keep myself in lilies, and flax seeds
oh what a folly, you're fooling just yourself
sit down and smoke away, i wouldn't knock it til your in them shoes
watch as our subtlety blows away as a blush it gives way to a bruise
see me, we freely make a trade-off,
a dry rot to take the weight off, swapping boots for red shoes
Outro: Am G (repeat during the "oh oh ohs")
