Chords for Pity Sex - "Plum" (Official Audio)

[Bb] My mother [C] loved the summer, _ [F] but [Ab] not for the weather.
[Bb] _
She loved [C] the mid-season _ plums, June, [Bb] July, August sweet ones.
My [Cm] father kept them [F] plenty, _ always [Bb] stocked in our pantry. _
Some [C] ripened, some well past beat, till she [Bb] was too sick to eat.
_ Still at [Cm] my childhood _ [Fm] home, the only [Abm] home that I [Bb]
own.
I spent [Cm] her last few weeks there, _ watching [Ab] her fade in weather.
[Bb] _
I know [C] what I should have [Bb] done, I should have [Ab] buried those [Bb]
plums.
Somewhere [C] they wouldn't be found, let them [Bb] turn pits [Abm] in the [Bb] ground.
So he wouldn't have to watch [Eb] them wilt _ [Gm] too.
_ Cause [Bb] _
my mother died in mid [Gm]
-June, _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
and I [Eb] knew oh [Bb] well. _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
He [Eb] couldn't look at her [Bb]
face, _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
no he [Eb] would just let them [Bb] be.
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Gm] _
No he [Eb] would just let [Bb] them _ be.
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My mother [Gm] died in mid [Bb]
-June, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ and I [Gm] knew oh well.
_ [Bb] _
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That [Gm] day my father died [Bb] too.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Gm] That day my father died [Bb] too.
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