Cifra de Kleptomaniac - Corook
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[Verso 1]
C F
Katie called me drunk on a weekend
C F
FaceTime tour of her apartment
C F
Big-ass window with some long blinds
G G7
And one of them just doesn't sit right
C F
She said, "If you were one, you'd be that one"
C F
I said, "What the fuck you mean by that, ho?"
C F
"So specifically you, so true to yourself
Am G
That you stick out like a sore thumb"
[Refrão]
C F
Looking like a kleptomaniac
C F
Stealing all my power back
Am C
I guess I would rather make you mad
G F C
Than to bore myself
C F
Looking like a life-size sour patch
C F
Scrunching faces, but I'm still a snack
Am C
If I'm not your taste, that's too bad
G F C
I enjoy myself
[Verso 2]
C F
Learned all my shapes in elementary
C F
Used to be a square, but life bent me
C F
Got a couple places I don't fit in
G G7
Better off without them, good riddance
C F
All the other squares, they treat me funny
C F
Straight-and-narrow might be jealous of me
C G F C
So specifically me, nothing else I can be
Am G
And they can only fantasize
[Refrão]
C F
Looking like a kleptomaniac
C F
Stealing all my power back
Am C
I guess I would rather make you mad
G F C
Than to bore myself
C F
Looking like a life-size sour patch
C F
Scrunching faces, but I'm still a snack
Am C
If I'm not your taste, that's too bad
G F C
I enjoy myself
C F
('Maniac)
C F
(Power back)
Am C G F C
(Make you mad)
[Ponte]
C
Shut up (Shut up)
If you got nothing nice to say, shut up (Shut up)
And if you don't wanna change, shut up (Shut up)
You're just the loudest in the room
Doesn't mean you tell the truth, so shut up
C F
I want (I want) to talk to people with a heart
And I want (I want) to come together not apart
But it's tough (It's tough) when the entire game is rigged
Both sides are talking shit, you wind up
[Refrão]
C F
Looking like a kleptomaniac
C F
Stealing all my power back
Am C
I guess I would rather make you mad
G F C
Than to bore myself