You Make Me Feel Like a Whore
Everclear
Intro:
4 times then:
do that twice then it goes:
(Art picks the F and G for 4 counts each)
-For the verses 1 and 2, Art plays the riff
muted, and hits a random string for each note.
Verse 1:
I take your word like it was gospel
I'm so eager to please
Yeah I like it when you talk to me
It feels so good inside your shadow
Its the place I need to be
Yeah I know I need to climb you like a tree
Chorus:
B A F G
Theres this place inside
F# B
Where all the good things die
G A D D D D C C
Sometimes I feel like a whore
B B B B A A D D
Sometimes I feel like a whore
Verse 2:(Go back to what you did in Verse1)
I hate the way I am around you
I'm so nervous and weird
Sometimes I feel like I'm breathing underwater
You treat me like am on fire
Like I'm something to eat
You make me hate what I see
B B A A
When I see me
Chorus:
G A
Yeah I dream of the day
G# B
When I learn how to make you pay
G A
Someday I'll teach you to beg
B C
Someday, someday
G A
Yes I live for the day
G# B
When I can hear you say
G A
You make me feel like a whore
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Chorus:
Yes I dream of the time
When I can make you mine
Maybe than I'll feel half alive
More alive, so alive
There is this place inside
Where all the good things die
You make me feel like a whore
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