Besitos

	  		Intro: Am , E 

Am				E 
You're my favorite explosion. 
Am						E 
A violin with no hands plays symphonies with no words. 
Am							E 
A drowning boy with no voice prays someone up there's telling me, 
Am		F		C 
You'd better not get back up! 
E		Am		F	C	E 
I spit my heart into this red cup. 
		Am			F		C		E 
I'd better pick it back up, it might ruin your night. 

And she said, 
Am			F			C		G 
"Baby, leave the water by the bed for later, 
	Am		F			C		G 
and I woke up without a single drop. 


			Am			F			C		G 
I told myself I'm tired of holding up your backup plans. 
			Am		F		C			G 
Go down your list and be satisfied if all you have is not enough.
 



(True love comes from more than just the heart) 
		Am				E 
She said paint a picture on me, 
			Am				E 
throw your dress up and your heart away. 
		Am 
Yeah, I heard what you said. 
E					Am				E 
A friend of a friend, these strangers at the party never paid. 
		Am			F		C 
And if that doesn't turn you on. 
E		Am		F		C		E 
I'll keep talking till something does. 
		Am				F		C		E7 
As we're covered in sand, you roll over and smile. 


			Am			F			C		G 
I told myself I'm tired of holding up your backup plans. 
			Am		F		C			G 
Go down your list and be satisfied it all you have 
 


	E 
and until that day, 
I'll steal you flowers from the cemetery, red roses. 

F F	C C	F F	Am Am	E 

Red rose of the dead. 
How does it feel to breathe oxygen inside my head? 

	Am				E 
So say it, say I'm in love, cause you called me 
Am				E				Am 
crying from your job, said you just got fired. 
	F			C			G 
And you don't have a backup plan, 
	Am		F	C		G 
so don't expect me to understand. 

(A diamond bullet and a gun made of gold, she was covered in blood last seen in San Francisco) 

Am		F		C		E 
Yeah! 
We all breakdown. 
			Am		F		C			E 
Sometimes the bedroom walls become my only friends, 
			Am					E		C 
but they were there from beginning to end. 



			Am			F			C		G 
I told myself I'm tired of holding up your backup plans. 
			Am		F		C			G 
Go down your list and be satisfied it all you have  
			Am		F			C 
You know I've never held a gun in my life, 
		G		Am			F		C 
but now I carry one around in case I see you tonight. 
G 
Bedroom walls. 
		Am		F 
Oh, these bedroom walls. 
		C		G 
Oh, I hate what it tastes like.