I used to hate the sand
Gbm
Now all I want is to be buried in it
A
I used to hate holding your hand
Bm
But I took my skin for granted
D
I love the ocean
Gbm
Only cause you were there
A
When you heard of the news
Bm
You weren't even scared
D
I wanna scoop out my cheeks
Gbm
So you can't pinch them anymore
A
I want to add to my legs
Bm
And be as tall as the morgue
D
I want the fat in my arms to melt off my bones
GbmA
And my stomach to fall out right onto the floor board
BmD
Arms, legs, gut, face
A
All of the things you love but I hate
Gbm
Arms, legs, gut, face
AGbm
All of the things you will never see again
AGbm
All of the things you will never see again
AGbm
All of the things you will never see again
AGbm
All of the things you will never see again