Stone Temple Pilots – Trippin On A Hole In A Paper Heart (Guitar)

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From the album: Tiny Music... Songs from the Vatican Gift Shop (1996) Comment for any corrections and please rate [Intro] A F# A
F#                                               A
 Don't cut out my paper heart, I ain't dyin' anyway

                                                       F#
 Take a look at Eiffel towers, never trust them dirty liars

                                                       A
 Sippin' lemon yellow booze, ole Leadbelly sings the blues

                                                     G
 All dressed up on wedding day, keep on trippin' anyway

B                                       Bm       G
 I am, I am, I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale

B                               A
 So keep your bankroll lottery, eat your salad day deathbed motorcade

F#                                                                 A
 Fake the heat and scratch the itch, skinned up knees and salty lips

                                                                       F#
 I'll breathe your life, vicks vapor life and when you binge I purge alike

                                                            A
 Let go, it's harder holding on, one more trip and I'll be gone

                                                            F#
 So keep your head up, keep it on, just a whisper, I'll be gone

                                                           A
 Take a breath and make it big, it's the last you'll ever get

                                                                 G
 Break your neck with diamond noose, it's the last you'll ever choose

B                                       Bm       G
 I am, I am, I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale

B                                    Bm     G
 Hold me closer, closer, let me go, let me be, just let me be

B                                       Bm       G
 I am, I am, I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale

B                               A
 So keep your bankroll lottery, eat your salad day deathbed motorcade
F# A F# A F# A G
B                                       Bm       G
 I am, I am, I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale

B                                    Bm     G
 Hold me closer, closer, let me go, let me be, just let me be

B                                       Bm       G
 I am, I am, I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale

B                               A
 So keep your bankroll lottery, eat your salad day deathbed motorcade