throwing stones

Tom : F
Tom :Dm
Dm A7
So call me a bitch in heat and I'll call you a liar,
Bbsus2 C5
And we'll throw stones until we're dead.
Dm
There you go again, you cut me off from talking
You bask in the glory, the center of the circle.
All our friends think you are a comedian --
so kind and generous, but I am suffering

[Refrão]
Bbsus2 Csus Bbsus2 Csus2
Away from here, I want to be away from here,
Bbsus2 Gm9
Away from every little thing.
F
Every little thing.
Gm9 Am
I used to love your every little thing.

[Próxima Parte]
Dm A7
So call me a bitch in heat and I'll call you a liar,
Bbsus2 C5
And we'll throw stones until we're dead.
Dm
You're the puppeteer and I'm the puppet,
You manipulate me with guilt-ridden Catholic shit.
Everytime I try to talk it through you turn it around
And make us out to be David and Goliath.

[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
F Gm9 F
Your arms beneath me, your light inside me
Gm9 F
I used to love your every little, every little thing.
Gm9 F
Your eyes blue stars, your hand in my purse,
Gm9 Am
Now I hate your every little thing.
Dm C9 Am Dm
Oh mama I didn't know life was this hard.
Dm C9 Am Dm
Oh mama my innocence has been tarred
Bbsus2 F5/C
My inner vision dulled and darkened
Bbsus2 F
I gave myself away to you,
Bbsus2 F5/C Bbsus2 F5/C
I felt my sorrow humble me and throw my crown upon the ground
Bbsus2
It was you I hoped for and
F5/C
us I prayed for and
Bbsus2 F5/C
me that I believed was wrong
Bbsus2 F5/C Bbsus2
But now my anger is my best friend and careful,
F5/C Dsus2
I may bite your head off.
  A7        Bbsus2      Csus        Dm11          A7
So call me a bitch in heat and I'll call you a liar,
Bbsus2 Csus
And we'll throw stones until we're dead.
Dm11 A7
So call me a bitch in heat and I'll call you motherfucker
Bbsus2 Csus
And we'll throw stones until we're dead.