Verse
F G
We're volatile, I can't call it, though
Am
It's like too large a peg, and too small a hole (Yeah)
F
But she cheats and I catch her like the common cold (Sneeze)
E Am
Last time, I broke her collar bone, she's intolerablе (Yeah)
B C
All I know is that the sex is phеnomenal, though
Dm
We're an unlikely pair (Yeah)
E
Like two different Nike Airs
Am
But I'm the same size she wears
G
So I think we're soulmates though (Yeah)
F
People don't like us together, but like we care (Not me, not me)
E
Yeah, but God strike me dead (Yeah)
Am
She knows that I would walk over hot coals
For her with both of my feet bare (Yeah)
N.C F
But soon as I ask to hit (Ask to hit)
It's like she grabs a switch (Grabs a switch)
G
And turns me over her knee
Am
'Cause my ass is whipped, yeah
F
And I got her back, but I'm spineless (Yeah)
E
So when she stabs me in mine (Yeah)
Am B C
It's like I just can't feel the knife (What?)
As she pokes, jabs it, and slices
Dm
One minute, she'll build me up (Up)
E
The next, she'll push me 'round
Am
Probably why she calls me "dumbbell"
G
She lifts me up (Yeah), then puts me down (Huh)
F
But I am under her thumbnail
E
I must be under her spell
Am
It's like lookin' right into a gun barrel
But none of these hoes can fuck with my girl She got that—
[Chorus]
F G
Black magic, night walker
Am
She haunts me like no other
F E Am B C
Nobody told me love is pain, oh (I know we just met)
Dm E
Black magic, dark water (But it's like)
Am G
Surrounds me like no other (It's like I know you better than anyone)
F E Am
She's got my heart in chains
[Verse 2]
F G
We wake up, break up, make up like Maybelline
Am
Now she's all made up like make-believe
Probably why she's so fake to me
F
But what the fuck's it gonna take for me to make her see?
E
Strip her naked and take her keys
Am B
I been plannin' this day for weeks
C
But I can't tell if I'm 'wake or 'sleep
Dm E
But if this is actually happenin', "sucker for pain"
Am
I'm stuck in this radioactive pattern
G F
But her by her motherfuckin' hair's
All I "imagine draggin'" (Dragon)
E
She lunges, attacks, and scratches
Am
But I ain't gonna stand for that shit
Like Kaep for the National Anthem
F
As I stab, I'm laughin'
G
So much for witchcraft and magic
Am
Abracadabra that, bitch
No turnin' back, I'm blackin'
F E
As I say farewell to the love of my life, I cut and I slice
Am B
I give her one last hug goodbye
C
Wipe the blood off my butterfly knife
Dm E
Watch her fuckin' die right in front of my eyes, but in hindsight
Am G
Think I just wanted to see what her insides look like
F
As I pop another five Vic's
E
That's what this high's like
Am
Look down, there's mud on my Nikes, shovel at my side, blood on my mic
Now wake up to Music To Be Murdered By like—