Chords for Lauren Ruth Ward - Well Hell | Sofar Los Angeles

_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ My daddy says he's [C]
friends with Uncle [G] Sam.
I try to change his [C]
mind and those baby [G] blooming ways.
But my hands are full [C] and I still forgot something.
[F] Oh, I fast, I talk fast, better lay some fast, get left [G] behind.
My mama love me, she [C] squeeze me, but she [G] believes in medicine.
What makes you succeed?
[C] I think those things inside [G] my head.
Love is not [C] loving, mama.
That's [F] what Bowie said. _ _
_ _ [G] _ [Gm] He's got some [F] secrets [C] he can't wait to tell.
[Gm] _ Cathartic, [F] [C] robotic, don't worry about [Gm] her body.
Guess you don't [C] believe in hell.
_ [F] Well, hell. _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [Bb] She comes around, he [C] kicks, just to lick the shadow [Bb] off the ground.
Until I [C]
make a [Bb] sound.
Don't be cruel to [C] a heart that's true, [F] like an elvish crown. _
[B] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
Maybe I [C] should see my [G] therapist.
She makes [Em] me feel sane.
[G] _
I didn't [Em] mean to make your head [G] spin.
I have [Em] not to.
_ [G] _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ [C] I have [G] not to _ say.
[C] _ _ _ _ [G]
My puzzle's easy [C] to solve.
_ _ [G]
Because I still got all my [C] peace in.
Peace, [G] man.
You're like a dart [C] on the wall.
[F] A phone call from the booze I even hold tight.
Are [G] you a fool?
Think I'm aggressive?
I'm just obsessive.
Maybe I'll sleep when I'm dead. _
_ _ The best is yet to come.
_ [F] Like Frankie said.
_ _ _ [G] _ Oh, maybe [Em] I should see my [G] therapist.
She makes me [Em] feel _ sane.
[G] _ I didn't [C] mean to make your head [G] spin.
I have not to.
_ _ [Gm] _ I _ [G] _
[C] _ have [G] not to say. _
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ I have not to [C] say.
_ _ _ _ [G] _
I have not to [C] _ say.
_ _ [G] _ _ Thank you for listening to [C] what we have to say.
[G] We _ _ have to [C] _ say.
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_ _ _ _ _ We thank [Am] you guys.
_ [N] Thank you. _ _ _ _
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