Zach Bryan - '68 Fastback: chords

Take my soul
         C
Take my heart
          G
Tear me apart
                Em
If I'm good for anything
                 D/F#
Its all of this suffering
               G
So use me for parts

To you, I'm just salvage
I ain't ran right in years
So drive me, then gut me, deceive and fuck me
Then disappear

Well, take all my jokes
And tell them to them
And act like you're someone that could be someone
Worth loving

And steal all the good parts
You found in me
Yeah, you'll sell 'em quick, yeah,
you'll sell 'em cheap
Hey, you'll give 'em for free

But I cleaned all my pistons
I'm running on 91
And I'm piecing myself back off the shelf
One by one

And now I've got a driver
Who chooses the high road
They don't use me for scraps or throw my ass back
When I hit potholes

                C
And I'm flying down freeways
        G
Going 117
          Em
And a '68 Fastback
              D/F#
Looks like a hatchback
        G
Racing me

C        G
Ah, I believe
            Em
You cannot tear down
                 D/F#
What's built up strong now
         G
Thankfully

Oh I believe
That you cannot teardown
What's built up strong now
Thankfully

And I'm tearing down freeways
Going 117
And a '68 Fastback
Looks like a hatchback next to me