Tom: D
[Intro] D F#m G A7
D F#m G A7
D F#m
Candy May, I think I'm dying
G
Yeah, 'cause I'm frail and I'm tired
And I constantly complain
A7
About the pain I'm in
D C
But Candy May, she knows me better
Yes, she knows my ways
Bm
She has seen me naked
She knows I'm packing heat
G
She has a way of saying "baby
A7
Come to me" complete
Bm
She's my sweet sweet Candy May
G
Got me stuck and I want to stay
D
But I never wanted to look shocked
A7
Down the barrel of a broken heart
Bm
So I live with a deep regret
G
Of all I do on the internet
D
And I'm filled with a dirty white guilt
A7
She's a brown on her doily frills
Em
She loves me still
D F#m
Sweetest eyes, so dark and shining
G
They see a shadow in their vision
Then it fades and then it dies
A7
Sweetest eyes
D F#m
But Candy May, don't think I'm lying
G
I got a flavor in my mouth
It never truly goes away
A7
That's Candy May
D
So when you see me and Candy May
F#m
And we're walking down the street
At a mean pace
G
And she is crying out "You f'n lonely man
A7
"You worthless piece of shit
You all wouldn't understand"
D C
'Cause Candy May, I know she loves me
In her own true way
Bm
You call it as you see it
You think you know the score
G
But you just never had a girl
A7
Like Candy May before
Bm
She's my sweet sweet Candy May
G
Got me stuck and I want to stay
D
But I never wanted to look shocked
A7
Down the barrel of a broken heart
Bm
So I live with a deep regret
G
Of all I do on the internet
D
And I'm filled with a dirty white guilt
A7
She's a brown on her doily frills
Bm
She's my sweet sweet Candy May
G
Got me stuck and I want to stay
D
But I never wanted to look shocked
A7
Down the barrel of a broken heart
Bm
So I live with a deep regret
G
Of all I do on the internet
D
And I'm filled with a dirty white guilt
A7
She's a brown on her doll with frills
Bm
She's my sweet sweet Candy May
G
Got me stuck and I want to stay
D
But I never wanted to look shocked
A7
Down the barrel of a broken heart
Bm
So I live with a deep regret
G
Of all I do on the internet
D
And I'm filled with a dirty white guilt
A7
She's a brown on her doily frills
Em
She loves me still
