Uppercut Kisses

[Verso 1] A I've been fading slowly out the photographs One foot in the future and one in the past D N.C Do you get the feeling we look like a shark attack, to the other little fishes that are swimming back? A Everybody told me that we'll be okay But I'm standing at the edge of our different shapes D And I'm tryna' figure out many sides we have 'Cause we start to look just like another cul-de-sac [Refrão] A I ran away from uppercut kisses Left hook to right We're feeling the distance D Glad I got out before I got stitches Love is a game I'm paper, you're scissors A I ran away from hell on earth dinners I look away, you're pulling the trigger D Glad I got out before I got stitches Bm I ran away from uppercut kisses [Verso 2] A We've been goin' 'round and 'round and 'round for days Need a mediator in to set us straight D 'Cause no matter where we go, we end up the same place Like we're cast to be together in the devil's play A Wait for your whole family to get involved 'Cause they're always choosing sides when it has been resolved D And you get a little kick out of the fun they have When they're pushing me with no thought of pulling me back [Refrão] A I ran away from uppercut kisses Left hook to right We're feeling the distance D Glad I got out before I got stitches Love is a game I'm paper, you're scissors A I ran away from hell on earth dinners I look away, you're pulling the trigger D Glad I got out before I got stitches Bm I ran away from uppercut kisses [Ponte] Bm You hit me once A You never learn I took a hit D Then miss the burn You get back up Bm You always do A I ran way from your uppercut kisses Took me all day, man, I'm feeling the distance D Glad I got out, man, before I got blisters Glad I got out, man, before you played scissors A I ran way from your uppercut kisses Running all week, man, I'm feeling the distance D Glad I got out, man, before I got stitches A Glad I got out, man, before you played scissors A A D Bm [Refrão] A I ran away from uppercut kisses Left hook to right We're feeling the distance D Glad I got out before I got stitches Love is a game I'm paper, you're scissors A I ran away from hell on earth dinners I look away, you're pulling the trigger D Glad I got out before I got stitches Bm A I ran away from uppercut kisses