Plastic Surgery Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

A F♯m D A A F♯m D A D A D A

AMy dear you said you sent a F♯mletter to me. DNever got it Aanyway.

APlayin’ that guilty F♯mgame is all I Dwant to do.

ANow I lie awake with tequila F♯msunrise, feeling like Dshit –

ASurprise, surprise –

Aby your lack of F♯mimpiety.D A D A D A

 (Chorus) A Bm D

And there’s really never been a day-dream didn’t leave me smilin’.

 And as I get oldA all I see makes lBmess sense to me.D

 And there’s really never been a day-dreamA didn’t leave me Bmsmilin’. D

 There’s never beAen a dreBmam, not even a wet dream, left mDe for him.

(Etc.)

There’s something plastic surgery about this thing called a CD,

Something status quo ‘bout a rolled-up one pound note.

There’s something a bit false teeth, you say, never brushed them anyway.

There’s something credit note ‘bout the age that you can vote.

Now Dear, you said you sent a letter to me. I think I got it but I threw it away.

Something squeaky clean that makes me

.

(Chorus)

There’s really never been a day-dream didn’t leave me smilin’.

And as I get old all I see makes less sense to me.

And there’s really never been a day-dream didn’t leave me smilin’.

There’s never been a dream, not even a dream, left me for him.

 End slide (note names): D E F♯ A