Ethel Cain – Half-Cocked (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]
G#                     Fm
Sunday morning and I'm wasted

                        A#m
Had too much to drink again

                            Cmaj7
Preacher's saying God will save me

                                G#
If God is real, He's a fucking bitch

                      Fm
Tell my baby that I love her

                             A#m
But, right now, mama's gotta go

                        Cmaj7
I didn't ask to be this crazy

                                        G#
But since we're here, I'll give them a show
[Verse 2]
                            Fm
Always run from the best of them

                             A#m
But I'll fall for a piece of shit

                                      Cmaj7              
Half-cocked 'cause he's not a big boy

                                    G#
And I don't wanna know that half of him

                                 Fm
If you try to hurt me, I won't stop you

                                 A#m
But there's something you should know

                             Cmaj7
It's that my daddy's fucking crazy

                    G#
And always ready to blow
[Verse 3]
                      Fm
The first boy I ever loved

                      A#m
Was a brother I never had

                               Cmaj7
I thought, with him, maybe I'd make it

                      G#
Maybe it'd be half as bad

                           Fm                      
Spеnt my nights under the covers

                    A#m         
Just wishing hе was there

                          Cmaj7
Draw his portrait in my diary

                          G#
Just to hold when I got scared
[Verse 4]
                            Fm 
Now I'm fucked up and I'm nasty

                          A#m             
But they say I make it look good

                             Cmaj7                     
I don't do what my mama told me

                        G#
I just do what my mama would

                               Fm                           
I don't starve 'cause I hate my body

                                  A#m                                
I just starve 'cause I'm fucking broke

                             Cmaj7
And on my mama, I hate this country

                      G#
America is a fucking joke
[Verse 5]
                                        Fm                               
What's gonna scare me when I've seen it all?

                                    A#m
Been too sick to walk, so I had to crawl

                              Cmaj7
When you leave, turn off the light

                         G#
I leave my door open at night

                                        Fm                                   
To be strung out and still be stone cold

                                    A#m                        
To reach the end, but never close to old

                                     Cmaj7
I don't feel good, but I don't wanna cry

                                        G#
If I can't live, can I just fucking die?