Fatalist Palmistry Chords by Why

[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ I sleep on my back cause [D] it's good for the spine _ [G] and copping rehearsal
_ I [Bm] know a psychic [D] who reads her own palms [G] and her findings are personal
She [Bm] keeps her fists shut tight [D] and she sleeps on her side
[G] Well, maybe she knows something, I don't know
[D] But I am still [G] alive and loving [D] white-eyed in my [G] _ time
_ [Bm] Not a mummy [A] shrinking in [G] its claws
_ You _ [D] _ cat-clawed out [G] my eyes while I was _ [D] distracted by your [G] smile
_ [Bm] And now my sockets fit like [A] empty cat-dressed men [G] waiting _ _ _
[D] And [Bm] you ask me is there anybody [A] else that I'm [G] _ _ dating
_ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ Feeling impatient
Feeling _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] impatient _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ But you painted [D] ponies fading
_ _ _ Lost like a [G] snake skin in high grass
And out to [D] thrashing [Bm] like a pet bird caught [A] in a jet [G] stream That's me
_ You countin' blessings [Bm] cause your net worth oughta [A] be less cream [G] in your bed screens
_ _ But God [Bm] put a song on my [A] palm that you can't [G] read _
I'm _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] lucky to be under _ [Bm] this same sky that held
[B] The exhale from your first breath [G] Like a ring on a pillow of [Bm] clouds _
By you my tongue may stutter _ But [G] my gift heart springs clear and swell
[Bm] To burst between the raffling _ [Em] Of this bone-ridden [A] cell _
[D] And I'm still [G] alive and loved and [D] wide-eyed in my [G] _ time
_ [Bm] Not a molly [A] shrinking in [G] its _ claws _ _ _
[D] There's a moth-flock in [G] my gut-prone
[Bm] A tug at my groin like [G] Tide's crime To [D] pull my hand towards them, I [A] can't ignore them
[Bm] And when we say your name [A] our tongues [G] catch flame
_ _ _ _ _ And [Bm] you wonder why we ain't got [A] nothin' to [G] _ _
say
_ _ [D] Banana _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] on a patient at your house
[D] Life ain't as funny as they seem
Banana on a patient's house, a [G] snake skin
Hidey-burrisin' out there drivin' like [Bm] a fat bird [A] caught in a jet [G] stream, that's me _
You countin' blessings [Bm] cause your net worth oughta [A] be less [G] cream in your bed _ screens _
But God put [Bm] a song on my palm [A] that you [G] can't read _ _ _ _
I'll be [Bm] embalmed with it [F#m] long before [G] you'll see _ _ _ _ _ _
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