Only Good for Conversation

#------------------------------------------------------------------------------## # GBGBb FGFG G F my poket don't drive me fast G F my mother treats me slow G F My statues got a concrete heart G F but you're the coldest b**ch I know GBGBb FGFG In the factory that you call your mind Graveyard thoughts of stone A master thief I wouldn't enter there You're nothing I would come to own Your pretending that you've got it made I know you know no truths You're still serving cookies and Kool-aid You're so proper and so cute. - submitted by Mike Hiltonwood