Courtney Barnett

Dont Apply Compression Gently

Courtney Barnett


Tom: D

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Tell me what you’re thinking, what you’re thinking about

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Tell me when you’re finished maybe I’ll come around

D                      A                       C              G
Had enough to bring me all the way to the ground

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I don’t have to tell you what I’m thinking about

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You have made your bed, I know better than to sleep in it

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Better off dead than the hell that will become of it

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You have hurt my head but I’m not denying

       D            A          C     G
That I did not bring it on myself
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I take pieces of myself from everyone around me

      D         A        C                 G   
I’m not individual enough for you

   D                 A       C   A
I replicate the people I admire

         D             A   C           G
But at least I’m not bitter and sad