Metric – Raw Sugar (Guitar)

               Am                E/G#
Sort of wonder why no one said a word

                         C/G
Don't you like it on the sly?

                          Ab
Don't you like it till it hurts?

     Bb             Am                             E/G#
Have I been on your mind? What's a voice without a song?

                  C/G                            Ab     Gm
Something in your head you've been fighting all along...

Bb              Am                         E/G#
I don't want to say it, the news is not so good

                 C/G                 Ab
We'll never get away, and even if we could

          Bb       Am                        E/G#
We'd just play the tambourine around an open flame

              C/G                    Ab
Oversleep and burn to be back in the game

       Bb           C                       E
'Cause summer never comes nowhere near high noon

                 Am                    Ab   Bb
And winter never comes nor the harvest moon

    C
Raw sugar

                                Bb
I don't want to die living in a high rise grave (My baby come home)

Ab              Gm
Same black day, high rise grave

    C
Raw sugar

                                Bb
I don't want to die living in a high rise grave (My baby come home)

Ab              Gm
Same black day, high rise grave

Bb              Am                      E/G#
No I'm not complaining, yes it could be worse

                 C/G                            Ab
Ferment on the wish bone, match the lips to the purse

Bb               Am                       E/G#
Neighborhood's a runway, fry the ass and thighs

               C/G                        Ab
Dirty diamond dealers, pushed behind the ire's

       Bb           C                       E
'Cause summer never comes nowhere near high noon

                 Am                    Ab   Bb
And winter never comes nor the harvest moon

    C
Raw sugar

                                Bb
I don't want to die living in a high rise grave (My baby come home)

Ab              Gm
Same black day, high rise grave

    C
Raw sugar

                                Bb
I don't want to die living in a high rise grave (My baby come home)

Ab              Gm
Same black day, high rise grave

                 Am                           E
Still I wear the red dress, paint my toes and twirl

                C                             Ab
Take it back to old times, when I was still a girl

       Bb          Am                             E
'Cause now I'm all baboon boys, Cootchie Cootchie Coo

               C                       Ab
Sort of wonder why I missed a kiss for you

       Bb           C
'Cause summer never comes (same black day, high rise grave)

E            Am                     Ab
Winter never comes (same black day, high rise grave)

Bb           C
Summer never comes (same black day, high rise grave)

E             Am Ab Bb           C
Winter neverrrrrrrr Summer never comes

E            Am                  Ab     Bb           C
Summer never comes, Summer never comes, summer never comes