Eminem - Puke [Lyrics] Chords
Tempo:
81.75 bpm
Chords used:
B
Em
E
Am
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[B]
[Em] [Am]
[Em] [B] There I go, [E] thinking of you again.
You [B] don't know how sick you [E] make me.
You make me fucking sick to my [Em] stomach every time I think of you.
I feel [B] much better.
[Em] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You mean I think you [E] do.
But you [Em] do every time I think of you.
I was going to take [B] the time to sit down and write [E] you a little poem.
But all for the dome, it'd probably be a little more.
[B] More suitable [Em] for the type of song.
Whoa.
I got a million [B] reasons off the top off my [E] head that I could think of.
16 bars is date enough to put some ink to.
[B] So fucking, I'm going to start right [E] here.
I'll just [Em] be brief.
I'm about to rattle off some of the reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo
Of you on my arm, but what am I going to do?
I go and get [B] another one, now I got [Em] blue
[B]
[Em] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Em] Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
[E] [B] make me fucking [Em] sick to my stomach
every time I think of you I feel [B] must just [Em] want no
[E] you [B] may not think you do
[E] but you do
[Em] every time I think of you I feel
I was gonna take the [B] time and sit down and write [E] you a little [Em] letter
but I thought a song would probably be a little better
instead [B] of a letter
that you [E] probably just shred [Em] up
yeah
I stumbled on your [B] PC yesterday
and it made [E] me stop and think of
how simple ways to be for me to put some nicks up
a [B] stupid piece of paper I [E] had to let you [Em] see how
much I fucking hate you in a bad style
you're a fucking [B] broken song
you fucking [Em] die
oh you get down and lay your cheeks and needle in your eye
I hate you fucking guts
[B] you fucking slut
I hope you [E] die [Em] die
please don't give me [B] love
I'm not better, I'm [Em] bad
it's not that I still love you
it's not cause I want you back
it's just that when I think of you
it makes me want to yack
ahhhhhhhhh
but what else can I [G] do
I haven't got a [Em] clue
now I guess I just move on
I have no choice but do
but every time I think [B] of you
now all I want to [Em] do is feel
you you
[B]
sick you [E] make me
you make [B] me fucking sick to [E] my stomach
every time I think [Em] of you I feel much [B] just like
[Em] No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You mean [B] nothing, you do what [E] you do
[Em] Every time I think of you, I pee
[B]
[E] Let me [Em] out, [B] let me [Em] [B]
[Em] [E] [Em] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Em] [B]
be
[Em] [Am]
[Em] [B] There I go, [E] thinking of you again.
You [B] don't know how sick you [E] make me.
You make me fucking sick to my [Em] stomach every time I think of you.
I feel [B] much better.
[Em] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You mean I think you [E] do.
But you [Em] do every time I think of you.
I was going to take [B] the time to sit down and write [E] you a little poem.
But all for the dome, it'd probably be a little more.
[B] More suitable [Em] for the type of song.
Whoa.
I got a million [B] reasons off the top off my [E] head that I could think of.
16 bars is date enough to put some ink to.
[B] So fucking, I'm going to start right [E] here.
I'll just [Em] be brief.
I'm about to rattle off some of the reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo
Of you on my arm, but what am I going to do?
I go and get [B] another one, now I got [Em] blue
[B]
[Em] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Em] Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
[E] [B] make me fucking [Em] sick to my stomach
every time I think of you I feel [B] must just [Em] want no
[E] you [B] may not think you do
[E] but you do
[Em] every time I think of you I feel
I was gonna take the [B] time and sit down and write [E] you a little [Em] letter
but I thought a song would probably be a little better
instead [B] of a letter
that you [E] probably just shred [Em] up
yeah
I stumbled on your [B] PC yesterday
and it made [E] me stop and think of
how simple ways to be for me to put some nicks up
a [B] stupid piece of paper I [E] had to let you [Em] see how
much I fucking hate you in a bad style
you're a fucking [B] broken song
you fucking [Em] die
oh you get down and lay your cheeks and needle in your eye
I hate you fucking guts
[B] you fucking slut
I hope you [E] die [Em] die
please don't give me [B] love
I'm not better, I'm [Em] bad
it's not that I still love you
it's not cause I want you back
it's just that when I think of you
it makes me want to yack
ahhhhhhhhh
but what else can I [G] do
I haven't got a [Em] clue
now I guess I just move on
I have no choice but do
but every time I think [B] of you
now all I want to [Em] do is feel
you you
[B]
sick you [E] make me
you make [B] me fucking sick to [E] my stomach
every time I think [Em] of you I feel much [B] just like
[Em] No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You mean [B] nothing, you do what [E] you do
[Em] Every time I think of you, I pee
[B]
[E] Let me [Em] out, [B] let me [Em] [B]
[Em] [E] [Em] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Em] [B]
be
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ There I go, [E] thinking of you again.
You [B] don't know how sick you [E] make me.
You make me fucking sick to my [Em] stomach every time I think of you.
I feel [B] much better.
[Em] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You mean I think you [E] do.
But you [Em] do every time I think of you.
I was going to take [B] the time to sit down and write [E] you a little poem.
But all for the dome, it'd probably be a little more.
[B] More suitable [Em] for the type of song.
Whoa.
I got a million [B] reasons off the top off my [E] head that I could think of.
16 bars is date enough to put some ink to.
[B] So fucking, I'm going to start right [E] here.
I'll just [Em] be brief.
I'm about to rattle off some of the reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo
Of you on my arm, but what am I going to do?
I go and get [B] another one, now I got [Em] blue
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
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[Em] Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
_ [E] _ _ [B] make me fucking [Em] sick to my stomach
every time I think of you I feel [B] must just [Em] want no
_ _ [E] you [B] may not think you do
[E] but you do
[Em] every time I think of you I feel
I was gonna take the [B] time and sit down and write [E] you a little [Em] letter
but I thought a song would probably be a little better
instead [B] of a letter
that you [E] probably just shred [Em] up
yeah
I stumbled on your [B] PC yesterday
and it made [E] me stop and think of
how simple ways to be for me to put some nicks up
a [B] stupid piece of paper I [E] had to let you [Em] see how
much I fucking hate you in a bad style
you're a fucking [B] broken song
you fucking [Em] die
oh you get down and lay your cheeks and needle in your eye
I hate you fucking guts
[B] you fucking slut
I hope you [E] die [Em] die
_ please don't give me [B] love
I'm not better, I'm [Em] bad
it's not that I still love you
it's not cause I want you back
it's just that when I think of you
it makes me want to yack
_ ahhhhhhhhh
but what else can I [G] do
I haven't got a [Em] clue
now I guess I just move on
I have no choice but do
but every time I think [B] of you
now all I want to [Em] do is feel
_ you you
[B] _
sick you [E] make me
you make [B] me fucking sick to [E] my stomach
every time I think [Em] of you I feel much [B] just like
[Em] No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You mean [B] nothing, you do what [E] you do
[Em] Every time I think of you, I pee
_ [B] _ _
[E] _ Let me [Em] out, _ [B] let me [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ [E] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [B] _ _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ There I go, [E] thinking of you again.
You [B] don't know how sick you [E] make me.
You make me fucking sick to my [Em] stomach every time I think of you.
I feel [B] much better.
[Em] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You mean I think you [E] do.
But you [Em] do every time I think of you.
I was going to take [B] the time to sit down and write [E] you a little poem.
But all for the dome, it'd probably be a little more.
[B] More suitable [Em] for the type of song.
Whoa.
I got a million [B] reasons off the top off my [E] head that I could think of.
16 bars is date enough to put some ink to.
[B] So fucking, I'm going to start right [E] here.
I'll just [Em] be brief.
I'm about to rattle off some of the reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo
Of you on my arm, but what am I going to do?
I go and get [B] another one, now I got [Em] blue
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
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[Em] Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
_ [E] _ _ [B] make me fucking [Em] sick to my stomach
every time I think of you I feel [B] must just [Em] want no
_ _ [E] you [B] may not think you do
[E] but you do
[Em] every time I think of you I feel
I was gonna take the [B] time and sit down and write [E] you a little [Em] letter
but I thought a song would probably be a little better
instead [B] of a letter
that you [E] probably just shred [Em] up
yeah
I stumbled on your [B] PC yesterday
and it made [E] me stop and think of
how simple ways to be for me to put some nicks up
a [B] stupid piece of paper I [E] had to let you [Em] see how
much I fucking hate you in a bad style
you're a fucking [B] broken song
you fucking [Em] die
oh you get down and lay your cheeks and needle in your eye
I hate you fucking guts
[B] you fucking slut
I hope you [E] die [Em] die
_ please don't give me [B] love
I'm not better, I'm [Em] bad
it's not that I still love you
it's not cause I want you back
it's just that when I think of you
it makes me want to yack
_ ahhhhhhhhh
but what else can I [G] do
I haven't got a [Em] clue
now I guess I just move on
I have no choice but do
but every time I think [B] of you
now all I want to [Em] do is feel
_ you you
[B] _
sick you [E] make me
you make [B] me fucking sick to [E] my stomach
every time I think [Em] of you I feel much [B] just like
[Em] No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You mean [B] nothing, you do what [E] you do
[Em] Every time I think of you, I pee
_ [B] _ _
[E] _ Let me [Em] out, _ [B] let me [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
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