Biography:
When I was 13 years old, my dad was ‘called’ to be a missionary in Honduras. As a family, we weren’t ‘cut out’ for the mission field – I had no idea my world was about to be kicked over on its side. One moment I was busy doing homework and planning slumber parties, the next moment I suddenly found myself in a third world country recovering from a hurricane. I went into culture shock as the poverty, disease, and the idea that human life isn’t so precious in other parts of the world… slowly seeped in.
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[Verse]
G D
A third party at a table for two
Em G
I'm sorry, I don't mean to intrude
C Am G
But it was me and you before you met her.
G D
All the love songs you wrote for me,
Em G
(You) stuck her name where mine used to be
C Am G D
But my name in them fit the rhythm better.
[Pre-Chorus]
Em
I'd go if you had a ride
C
I'd smoke if you had a light
Am D D7
I fall every time for this.
[Chorus]
A E F#m
But love is trippy like that
E D
Sometimes you think that you've got it
A D E
Nobody's gonna trick you out of this one baby.
A E F#m
But love will slip through your hands.
E D A
You never know how to hold it, control it,
D E G D Em G C Am G
Your gripping is tripping you up.
[Verse]
G D
Says the woman who sings at the bar
Em G
This is for you, you know who you are
C Am G
I was you once, looking for someone I never found.
G D
She paints in a low smoky voice
Em G
Pictures of bruises, bad days and boys
C Am G D
And how they stood her up just to let her down.
[Pre-Chorus]
Em
She'd win if you were the prize,
C
Gives in to all of your lies,
Am D D7
She'd fall every time for this.
[Chorus]
A E F#m
But love is trippy like that
E D
Sometimes you think that you've got it
A D E
Nobody's gonna trick you out of this one baby.
A E F#m
But love will slip through your hands.
E D A
You never know how to hold it, control it,
D E G D Em G C Am G
Your gripping is tripping you up.
[Verse]
G D
All of the girls who feel like they're
Em G
Overdressed, undersexed, starving for yesses or
C Am G
Maybes, tired of always being ignored.
G D
You might see the available chair
Em G
Beside me, the invitation is there
C Am G D
But I'm not the kind of scratch he's itching for.
[Pre-Chorus]
Em
And I'd go if you had a ride
C
And I'd smoke if you had a light
Am D D7
I fall every time for this.
[Chorus]
A E F#m
But love is trippy like that
E D
Sometimes you think that you've got it
A D E
Nobody's gonna trick you out of this one baby.
A E F#m
But love will slip through your hands.
E D A
You never know how to hold it, control it,
D E G D Em G C Am G
Your gripping is tripping you up.
G D Em G C Am G (x2)
G D
A third party at a table for two
Em G
I'm sorry, I don't mean to intrude
C Am G
But it was me and you before you met her.
G D
All the love songs you wrote for me,
Em G
(You) stuck her name where mine used to be
C Am G D
But my name in them fit the rhythm better.
[Pre-Chorus]
Em
I'd go if you had a ride
C
I'd smoke if you had a light
Am D D7
I fall every time for this.
[Chorus]
A E F#m
But love is trippy like that
E D
Sometimes you think that you've got it
A D E
Nobody's gonna trick you out of this one baby.
A E F#m
But love will slip through your hands.
E D A
You never know how to hold it, control it,
D E G D Em G C Am G
Your gripping is tripping you up.
[Verse]
G D
Says the woman who sings at the bar
Em G
This is for you, you know who you are
C Am G
I was you once, looking for someone I never found.
G D
She paints in a low smoky voice
Em G
Pictures of bruises, bad days and boys
C Am G D
And how they stood her up just to let her down.
[Pre-Chorus]
Em
She'd win if you were the prize,
C
Gives in to all of your lies,
Am D D7
She'd fall every time for this.
[Chorus]
A E F#m
But love is trippy like that
E D
Sometimes you think that you've got it
A D E
Nobody's gonna trick you out of this one baby.
A E F#m
But love will slip through your hands.
E D A
You never know how to hold it, control it,
D E G D Em G C Am G
Your gripping is tripping you up.
[Verse]
G D
All of the girls who feel like they're
Em G
Overdressed, undersexed, starving for yesses or
C Am G
Maybes, tired of always being ignored.
G D
You might see the available chair
Em G
Beside me, the invitation is there
C Am G D
But I'm not the kind of scratch he's itching for.
[Pre-Chorus]
Em
And I'd go if you had a ride
C
And I'd smoke if you had a light
Am D D7
I fall every time for this.
[Chorus]
A E F#m
But love is trippy like that
E D
Sometimes you think that you've got it
A D E
Nobody's gonna trick you out of this one baby.
A E F#m
But love will slip through your hands.
E D A
You never know how to hold it, control it,
D E G D Em G C Am G
Your gripping is tripping you up.
G D Em G C Am G (x2)
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