Straight Jacket (Theory Of A Deadman) — аккорды на гитаре

Am

Am I wear a 36 long, white is my G color

A little tight in the F shoulder

But you E know, it still fit me good

I wear a Am 36 long, white is my G color

A little tight in the F shoulder

But you E know, it still fit me good

Am Anyone can see we're a perfect match

An G innocent boy and a psychopath

А F week's worth of dating and you talk about moving E in

E (I talk about moving too fast)

My Am mom disapproved and my friends would say

To G break the girl's heart but I'm too afraid

Her F clickbait body was a tractor beam

She was a E Tesla Model S with the ludicrous speed

The Am sex was good but we'd always fight

I'd try to G leave your sorry ass but end up spending the night

Your F sweetness, my weakness, you're mean though ingenious

E Nothing can come between us (Ahh, have you seen us?)

Free at last, I'm free at last

G Something I'll never say is “I'm free at last” F

She ain't around so I can vent and get it off my E chest

E (So here we go, three, two, one)

And you're Am supercali-pessimistic-expiali-narcissistic

G You and Mary Poppins, you will soon be going out of F business

God as my witness, you got a Honda Civic

'Cause you're E backseat driving my life

Am I'm freaking out, I'm panic attacking

Yeah, I've G mentally had it, now my living room's F padded

I'm a sadist, I'm addicted to this heroin

E You're Tonya Harding and I'm your Nancy Am Kerrigan

Like Lloyd Braun, I just wanted serenity

But you G had to go testing me, gave me suicide F tendencies

Your little games, your little, little games

You E trick me into staying, your playing is getting lame

From Am touching your sweet things to tracking your calls

Go from G smacking your ass to punching holes in the walls

Go from F sending me fire nudes to eyeing up other dudes

From E picking our favorite song to playlisting breakup tunes

Am Started so high, now I can hardly breathe

Go from G weak in the knees to be too weak I can't leave

You F called it, it's all my fault, this I know

Guess I'm E better off dead inside than being alone

G F Yeah... yeah… D oh

I E must be F out of G my Am mind

You're supercali-pessimistic-expiali-narcissistic

G You and Mary Poppins, you will soon be going out of business

F D Yeah... Oh…

D Bad, E bad, F bad, G bad, D bad, E bad, F bad, G Am bad