Bitch Went Nuts
Ben FoldsVersions2
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
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The bitch went nuts
She stabbed my basketball
And the speakers to my ste-re-o
She called me cunt
But nothing prepared me for
What I found when I came home
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Oh and I
Make my own bed
I lie in it
You lie in yours (you lie, you lie in yours)
But they want more
They're at my door
With torches
Please leave me alone
You know just shut it just shut it just shut it
(verse progression)
The bitch went nuts
She photoshopped my face (shopped his face)
On to every boy who'd done her wrong
Then she burned them telepathically
Onto the brains of all her embittered drones
Oh now
Now they want more
They're at my door
With torches, scores and scores and scores
To settle with themselves
Who would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burning, they're burning, they're burnin
Their own memories
Why don't they all go? (Go!)
The bitch went nuts y'all
But everyone said she might
Oh, holy fuckin' shit
Seriously now
Now they want more
they're at my door
with torches, scores and scores
You would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burnin'
Why don't they all go? (Go!)
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Readable chord sheet for Bitch Went Nuts by Ben Folds
|[Eb]----|[Ab]-------|[Cm]|[Bb]|] The bitch went [Eb]nuts She stabbed my [Ab]basketball And the speakers to my [Cm]ste-re-[Bb]o She called me cunt But nothing prepared me for What I found when I came home |[Ab]----|[Cm]--|[Bb]--|] Oh and [Ab]I Make my own bed I lie in [Cm]it You lie in [Bb]yours (you lie, you lie in yours) But they want more They're at my door With torches Please leave me alone You know just shut it just shut it just shut it (verse progression) The bitch went nuts She photoshopped my face (shopped his face) On to every boy who'd done her wrong Then she burned them telepathically Onto the brains of all her embittered drones Oh now Now they want more They're at my door With torches, scores and scores and scores To settle with themselves Who would have thought I'd scorned them all They've got a doll of me They're burning, they're burning, they're burnin Their own memories Why don't they all go? (Go!) The bitch went nuts y'all But everyone said she might Oh, holy fuckin' shit Seriously now Now they want more they're at my door with torches, scores and scores You would have thought I'd scorned them all They've got a doll of me They're burnin' Why don't they all go? (Go!)