Rebecca Black - Crumbs Chords

[Verse 1]
F
    So cherry chaotic, the taste of losing control
Am                             C
    I’m chasing down the drip sip down the rabbit hole
F
    Now, I’m staring down the metal barrel of your gun
Am                    C
    I surrender on a bender, you’re the drug
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
F
    You’re bad and I deserve it
F
    When will I ever learn?
Am                            C
    I get off on getting hurt
 
 
[Chorus]
                   F
    You can make a   mess
                           Am
    And I’ll pick up the crumbs
                 C                 F
    And there’s nothing you could do to make me love you less
    F
    At your worst, you’re still my best
    Am
    In my body, out of my head
    C
    In my ribs and under my chest
F
    Mess
                           Am
    And I'll pick up the crumbs
                 C                 F
    And there's nothing you could do to make me love you less
    F
    At your worst, you’re still my best
    Am
    In my body, out of my head
    C
    In my ribs and under my chest
 
 
[Verse 2]
F
    Drain me out slowly
Am                C
    I’ll thank, thank you for your time
F
    Drink me unholy
Am               C
    Chain me, chain me for my crimes
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
F
    Drip wax and let it burn, ah!
F
    When will I ever learn?
Am                            C
    I get off on getting hurt
 
 
[Chorus]
                   F
    You can make a   mess
                           Am
    And I’ll pick up the crumbs
                 C                 F
    And there’s nothing you could do to make me love you less
    F
    At your worst, you’re still my best
    Am
    In my body, out of my head
    C
    In my ribs and under my chest
F
    Mess
                           Am
    And I'll pick up the crumbs
                 C                 F
    And there's nothing you could do to make me love you less
    F
    At your worst, you’re still my best
    Am
    In my body, out of my head
    C
    In my ribs and under my chest
 
 
[Post-Chorus]
F
    You’re bad and I deserve
F
    You’re bad and I deserve
Am
    Get off on getting hurt
C
    You’re bad and I deserve
 
 
[Bridge]
F
    Bad and I...
F
    Bad and I...
F
    Bad and I...
F
    Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
F
    Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
F
    Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
F
    Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Am                           C
    Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
 
 
[Chorus]
                   F
    You can make a   (mess)
Am                 C                F
    And there’s nothing you could (do)
Am  C
    In my ribs and under my chest
 
 
[Outro]
F
    You’re bad and I deserve
F
    You’re bad and I deserve
Am
    Get off on getting hurt
C
    You’re bad and I deserve
F
    You’re bad and I deserve
F
    You’re bad and I deserve
Am
    Get off on getting hurt
C
    You’re bad and I deserve