Intro: E

Verse:
Am
I’ve got gum disease
Ab
I’m scared all my gums are gon’ recede
Gm                  G
I’m scared that you are still mad at me
Gb
I’m scared if I take the plaster off it will bleed
Am                    Ab
There is no quick fix I left it too long in my ditch
G
Doctor can you fix it up with a stitch?
Gbm
I’m craving structure in this mix
Am
I fear I’m leaking out
Ab                                   G
Someone tipped me over by my spout and out we all watch me pour
Gbm
While the people around me keep begging for more
F                  E
I’m sorry I cried, can’t help it half the time
G
This bleating heart of mine, little lamb in the bright light

Chorus:
C
If these lambs legs are bled and scratched
Em
Nurture and place a cotton pad
F                                  D
I’ll run and bite my tail and say "I’m sorry" time and time again
C                              Em
I’ll rip my stuffing out and I will cry for you to put it back
Am
Do we use stitches or glue?
Ab
What is going to see me through?

Interlude: Gbm C Em F Gbm

Verse:
Am                      Ab
I want to be your best, mechanical simply flawless
G                            Gb
Wind me up watch me impress, stacking trophies on the shelf
Am                       Ab
I’m just a xxxxxxx pet, wipe your eyes with me when you're upset
G                               D  
Show me off to all your friends together till the very end
Am                              Ab
I’m scared that you will leave, so I’ll keep pulling at your sleeve
G                               D  
Or maybe I’ll push you so hard away you’ll be so far from me
F
Overthink each word, each glide
E                 G
I’m T-T-Terrified little icky fingies pulling at me all the xxxxxxx time

Bridge:
C                                 A
Try being in my head for a second (come on in!)

Chorus:
C
If these lambs legs are bled and scratched
Em
Nurture and place a cotton pad
F                                  D
I’ll run and bite my tail and say "I’m sorry" time and time again
C                               Em
I’ll rip my stuffing out and I will cry for you to put it back
Am
Do we use stitches or glue?
Ab
What is going to see me through?