Mens Tears

[Intro ]
G D 


[Verso 1]
 
           G 
They say, "How do you do it?", spite 
           Am 
They say, "How do you keep me so tight?" (So tight) 
        Bm 
Well, I keep my mouth runnin', stop bitin' my tongue in (Ooh) 
  Am                           D 
I say whatever the hell that I like 
 


[Pré-Refrão]
 
          G 
And every mornin', the moment I wake up (Wake up) 
  Am 
Before I put up any makeup (Makeup) 
  Bm 
I walk down the stairs, pull up a chair 
 


[Refrão]
 
      Am            D           G    Am 
And I pour myself a cup of men's tears (That's right, I said it) 
Am 
Cheers (Bad bitches get it) 
      Bm 
Yeah, might be cold-blooded 
        Bm 
But the hot girls, we love 
   Am              D            N.C. 
So pour yourself a cup of men's tears 
 


[Verso 2]
 
       G 
I'ma throw 'em a pity party 
         Am 
Make it sweet, boy, make it salty 
            Am 
'Cause it's better than that coffee 
        Bm 
And I'm tired (I'm tired) 
                           Am  D 
Ladies, I know that you're tired (Ooh, yes, I'm tired) 
 


[Pré-Refrão]
 
           G 
And in the mornin', the moment I wake up (Wake up) 
  Am 
Before puttin' on any makeup (Makeup) 
     Bm 
Just walk down the stairs, pull up a chair 
 


[Refrão]
 
        Am              D        N.C. G  Am 
And you pour yourself a cup of men's  tears (That's right, I said it) 
Am 
Cheers (Bad bitches get it) 
      Bm 
Yeah, might be cold-blooded 
        Bm 
But the hot girls, we love 
   Am              D            Am 
So pour yourself a cup of men's tears (Cheers) 
 


[Ponte]
 
                             D 
Here's to the ones that have hurt me 
                           G 
I'm fed up, it makes me so thirsty 
            D         E 
They did me dirty for years, and years, and years 
   Am 
So sit there and wallow, baby this time I swallow 
 


[Refrão]
 
    D             N.C.       Bb    Cm 
And pour myself a cup of men's tears (That's right, I said) 
Cm 
Cheers (Bad bitches get it) 
      Dm 
Yeah, might be cold-blooded 
        Dm 
But the hot girls, we love 
   Cm              F            Bb 
So pour yourself a cup of men's tears 
 

Outro 
                        Cm 
(That's right, I said) Ah 
                            Dm 
(Bad bitches) Mm, tastes so good 
    Cm F Bb 
Oh, mm