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The chords pattern stays the same throughout the whole song. The C-D-C transition
is actually a walk-down on the D sting that's played like this
E--------------|
B--------------|
G--------------|
D----5-4-2-0---|
A--------------|
E--------------|
G
So, Iâm just the medicine
C D C G
You take when youâre sick
C D C G
You get well and thatâs it
C Am D
Iâm put back on the shelf in your mirror
And it isnât exceptional
The course of our fate
So, people love and they hate
And I guess itâs just our turn to hate
Yeah, you were just some song I wrote
A poem on a page
A sculpture I made out of clay
Desire was the flame
But now youâre more of a basketball
Boys just pass you around
They bounce you hard on the ground and dribble
And then we all get high fives
And you think Iâm an asshole now
Well, youâre probably right
But at least Iâm not blind to the facts
Iâve been wishing were lies
But still I hope you get everything
That you care to possess
And unbelievable sex with him
Or any one of my friends
But just donât ask about my appetite
I didnât lose it tonight
No, itâs been gone half my life
Itâs just act, Iâve been eating for you
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