C Hey, my best friend's a butcher, Em he has sixteen knives C He carries them all over the town Em At least he tries oh look it stopped snowing C Em My best friend's from Poland and oh he has a beard C But they caught him with his case in a public place B That is what we had feared Chorus: G F# Em He severed segments and secretly liked that G F# He always took the time to speak with me Em I liked him for that G F# Em He severed segments and secretly liked that G F# He always took the time A B He always took the time My best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knives He carries them all over the town at least he tries Oh look, it stopped snowing And my best friend's from Poland and, um, he has a beard But they caught him with his case in a public place That is what he had feared Chorus: He severed segments and secretly liked that He always took the time to speak with me and I liked him for that He severed segments and secretly liked that (What is this a throwaway? What is this a throwaway?) He was growing on me (What is this a throwaway? What is this a throwaway?) (What is this a throwaway? What is this a throwaway?) He was growing on me (What is this a throwaway? What is this a throwaway?) (What is this a throwaway? What is this a throwaway?) Alright Yeah Ah Yeah Yeah, that's the one | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C Em F# G B |