D Cut my garden down G I've got no flowers, but it's the thought that counts D Wish you lived a little closer G F#m Maybe when we're a little older We can set up shop, ah Back where you are or I can take you home I feel like my brother might like you Just not in the same way I do, yeah D G Boy, I wish you were the piece To get me out the game D G If I have to say what I mean F#m Is it fair to say? D All of these visions G Impair my decisions Bm G And I can't stop Chorus: F#m D G I'm a little bit fucked on this D G I'm a little bit out of time to spend with you F#m D G Baby, turn around, give me one more kiss Bm G F#m I'm a little bit lost on how to stay with you I turn my bussy out It's been a sec, but I didn't forget How to pull you in closer In case it's not till we're older That we reach the top The pinnacle of everything we are I feel like my mother might like you Just not in the same way I do Boy, I wish you were the piece To get me out the game If I have to say what I mean Is it fair to say? All of these visions impair my decisions And I can't stop Chorus Startin' again when I got all I wanted Startin' to feel a little bit despondent, yeah Yeah Startin' again when I got all I wanted Startin' to feel a little bit despondent | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsBm D F#m G |