Missy Higgins - Scaradd

A E F#m D (2x)

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He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note
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That said "use these down to your bones"
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And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him
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I thought "this one knows better than I do"

Bm                   D
A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
Bm                        D
He tried to cut me so I'd fit

[Nak.]
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And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
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Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could've gone?
                        A                                 E
And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
                 F#m                        D
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?

A E F#m D (2x)

A                                  E
So the next one came with a bag of treats,
    F#m                           D
she smelled like sugar and spoke like the sea
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And she told me don't trust them, trust me
A                              E
Then she pulled at my stitches one by one,
F#m                    D
looked at my insides clicking
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her tongue and said "This will all have to come undone"

Bm                   D
A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
Bm                           D
She tried to cut me so I'd fit

[Nak.]

Bm D A E Bm D 

        A                                    E
I think I realized just in time, although my old self was hard to find
        F#m                                    D
You can bathe me in your finest wine but I'll never give you mine
           A                                            E
'Cos I'm a little bit tired of fearing that I'll be the bad fruit nobody buys
F#m                                             D
Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same?

[Nak.]

A E F#m D
                          A
Could you leave me with a scar...