C G Am F (2x)

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

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

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

C G Am F (2x)

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

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

[Nak.]

Dm F C G Dm F 

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

[Nak.]

C G Am F
                          C
Could you leave me with a scar...

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