Intro: D Db D Db D Db Bb A

Verse 1:
D                    Db
 I'm a perfect little angel for you
D              Db
 I always say "please" and "thank you"
D                   Db
 And every time you spit in my face
    Bb                    A
And xxxx on my space, I still was true
D              Db
 But I feel so horny lately, no, like
D                  Db
 Horns are growing out my face, like
D                  Db
 I just wanna burn bridges and kill xxxxxxx
    Bb                             A
And pour their medicine in their mouth
A
And give them a taste

Pre-chorus:
D             Db
 It's erotica, leave me in the dirt
D              Db
 Call me a xxxxx and I'll show you worse
D               Db
 Words ain't xxxx 'til my knuckles hurt
Bb               A
Keep it coming, though

Chorus:
D               Db                      D
 I'm sweet, but wait 'til the Scorpio slides
                Db                  D
In the mix, and gouges both of your eyes
                 Db                      Bb
xxxx around that much, and oh, you will find
              A
A grudge for life
D                    Db                     D
 Call the cops, I'll feed two birds with a scone
                Db                 D
Gonna wish that you just left me alone
                   Db                        D
Keep it on me real tight like Sylvester Stallone
(nc)
Knock, knock, are you home?

Interlude: D Db D Db D Db Bb A

Verse 2:
      D                        Db
Ahem, now look at what you've done to me
D                   Db
 I used to let them step on my vertebrae
D                    Db                          Bb
 And now I'm the one skipping and laughing and cheering
                    A
It's baffling how magic works
D                           Db
 I mean, I lit a candle for this, burned some bay leaves for this
D                 Db   (nc)
 Cried to God for this (Ah)
D                       Db                           Bb                  A
Ha, to turn me into a I don't give a single flying fuckity, xxxx, xxxx, xxxx machine

Pre-chorus:
D                 Db
 Basic, aren't ya? Santa Monica
D                Db
 Pale white skin, like Antarctica
D         Db
 My angels put a hex on you
(nc)
(Guess they had a grudge too)

Chorus:
D               Db                      D
 I'm sweet, but wait 'til the Scorpio slides
                Db                  D
In the mix, and gouges both of your eyes
                 Db                      Bb
xxxx around that much, and oh, you will find
              A
A grudge for life
D                    Db                     D
 Call the cops, I'll feed two birds with a scone
                Db                 D
Gonna wish that you just left me alone
                   Db                        D
Keep it on me real tight like Sylvester Stallone
(nc)
Knock, knock, are you home?

Bridge:
Bb                 Gm
No rhyme or reason for your mistreatment
Dm                                   Bb Gm      Dm
You got me up now, smashing the ceiling,  ceiling
            Bb                 Gm      Dm
And now I'm up, now, baby, I'm up now, oh
            Bb                 Gm
You woke me up, the monster is up
                 Dm C
She's ready to pounce

Guitar solo:
   D Db D Db D Db Bb A
   D Db D Db D Db Bb A

Chorus:
D               Db                      D
 I'm sweet, but wait 'til the Scorpio slides
                Db                  D
In the mix, and gouges both of your eyes
                 Db                      (nc)
xxxx around that much, and oh, you will find
(nc)
A grudge for life
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