Chords for A Little Bitter

Tempo:
123.9 bpm
Chords used:

Eb

Db

Ebm

Bb

Ab

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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A Little Bitter chords
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[Eb]
[Db]
[Eb]
[Db]
[Eb]
But [Bb] I got a [Ebm] little sick, and [Db] you want me to drink it.
[Eb] Who are you?
Who can say it's okay to live to be part of me?
You're a
[Eb] [Bb]
ragazine.
[Eb]
[Db]
What's in something that's sad?
What is it that breaks it here?
I'm your self-made fingerprint.
[Db] Why am I [Eb] you?
You spend me like a trade.
Dirty dollar bills for days.
Dark and insane.
All my saves.
And the pills I'm with you, baby.
[Ebm]
[Eb]
Yeah, baby.
[Db] [Ab]
[Db] [Ebm]
[Bb] Your body is a [F] temple.
A [Db] Roman [Bb] altar, where infantile men lie around, pinching at and enumerating your [Ab] poor piece of sanity, [Eb] a wish you cannot give.
[Eb]
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Ebm]
[Eb] [Db]
[Eb] [Ebm]
[Eb]
[Db]
[Bb] [Eb] Individuality.
I am finished with that soul, and a [Eb] little [Ebm] heaven's rent.
What other [Db] illness hide from life?
You know they'll remember [Db] me.
[Bb] They are poor, in support.
All that matters must [Db] [Eb] be you.
[Eb] [N]
100%  ➙  124BPM
Eb
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Db
12341114
Ebm
13421116
Bb
12341111
Ab
134211114
Eb
12341116
Db
12341114
Ebm
13421116
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_ _ _ _ But [Bb] I got a [Ebm] little sick, and [Db] you want me to drink it.
[Eb] Who _ are you?
Who can say it's okay _ _ _ to live to be part of me?
_ You're a _
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ragazine.
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_ _ _ _ _ What's in something _ that's sad?
What is it that breaks it here?
_ I'm your self-made fingerprint.
_ _ [Db] Why am I _ _ [Eb] you?
You spend me like a trade.
Dirty dollar bills for days.
Dark and insane.
All my saves.
And the pills I'm with you, baby.
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_ _ Yeah, baby.
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_ [Bb] _ Your body is a [F] temple.
A [Db] Roman [Bb] altar, where infantile men lie around, pinching at and enumerating your [Ab] poor piece of sanity, [Eb] a wish you cannot give.
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[Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] Individuality.
_ I am finished with that soul, and a [Eb] little [Ebm] heaven's rent.
What other [Db] illness _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ hide from life?
You know they'll remember [Db] me.
[Bb] They are poor, in support.
_ All that matters must [Db] _ _ _ [Eb] be you.
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