Azalea

[Verso 1]
 
A                     D              A 
 She keeps a pair of pistols on her chest 
                         E               A 
Yeah she's contending for the bad bitch contest 
                                        D                     A 
But it comes in shades of anguish and it paints her memories blue 

Like she's running through some thicket 
             E                    A 
To hide the shit that she's been through 
 


[Refrão]
 
When she talks like 
                 D 
Texarkana makes love like  New 
 A           D                A                    E 
Orleans and bruises peek out through holes in her jeans 
          A                           D                        A 
Well the birds are all returning but they're weary from their flight 
              D              E             A 
Oh Azalea just let somebody treat you right tonight 
 


[Verso 2]
 
                       D                 A 
She went and moved up north a few years back 

With a broken toe 
   E                   A 
I went and helped her pack 
                       D 
But it wasn't just me limping she changed the subject when 
 A 
I asked Girl the next time that he hits you 
              E                    A 
I swear to the devil it'll be the last 
 


[Refrão]
 
She talks like 
                 D 
Texarkana makes love like  New 
 A           D                A                    E 
Orleans and bruises peek out through holes in her jeans 
      A                           D                        A 
Well birds are all returning but they're weary from their flight 
              D              E               A 
Oh Azalea just let somebody treat you right tonight 
 


[Verso 3]
 
     Bm                                D                          A 
You can always count on me to make this harder than it has to be because 
                               E 
I don't want her leaving for  Milwaukee 
    Bm 
My shuttering was vicious 
   D 
She shut me up with kisses 
     A                                     E 
Our tongues are much more useful when not talking 
 Bm                          D 
I  knew it in my bones that what we did was wrong 
     A 
But sinner that  I am 
            E 
I say it's worth it  Cause 
     Bm 
I'm happy when 

I'm with her 
     D 
Two fistfuls of my whiskers 
     A                                   E 
She looked me in the eyes and called me perfect 
 


[Refrão]
 
     A 
She talks like 
                 D 
Texarkana makes love like  New 
 A           D                A                    E 
Orleans and bruises peek out through holes in her jeans 
      A                           D                        A 
Well birds are all returning but they're weary from their flight 
              D              E               A 
Oh Azalea just let somebody treat you right tonight 
              D              E               A 
Oh Azalea just let somebody treat you right tonight 
 

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