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Say Anything - Less Cute Chords

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Less Cute Chords

(ver. 2)
Say Anything
So the other chords that are up for this song are terribly off.
Here's my attempt at transcribing from this video:

This at least is in the correct key, and is more for playing and singing along with the
song. I didn't bother to try to figure out every single chord and chord change in this.
What makes it difficult is getting the proper strumming pattern. The chord changes are 
rather quick, and I find that adding some palm muting in between chord transitions on the
verses sounds really nice.
Thanks!

Capo 4

Intro: A (one strum)

                            A                      F#m
Never thought that I could feel such a slap in the face
                        A                       F#m
Since my semester in New York where I drank it away
                        A                  F#m
Social strategies are taught to Bohemian crowds
                        A                    F#m
And my love was like a food stamp handing it out

               A
Oh, though I fell in love with you, all fey and grizzled and mature
              F#m
You left me naked, pining, whining on your bathroom floor
                   A
If it makes you jealous, tell us just which boy we should adore
                  F#m
Only talk about myself, so I don't mind that he's a bore

                A                  F#m                   D  E
He's a like a less cute version of you but he'll have to do
               A                 F#m                  D
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you but he'll have to do
       E        A
He'll have to do

    A                          F#m
Mountain man, brag about your band to me
            A                                F#m
You got me hot with all those snide remarks about my poetry
          A                     F#m
But he gobbles up every single line about the stars
              A                            F#m
And how they scar my slightly chubby arms like brightly lit cigars

    A         F#m                                 A
So now he's next to me but I can feel you in my heart
                     F#m
You're everything, you're everything he'll never be
        A                F#m          D                    E
It's misery and more specifically, I miss that day you spit on me

                A                  F#m                   D  E
He's a like a less cute version of you but he'll have to do
               A                 F#m                  D
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you but he'll have to do
       E        A
He'll have to do

               A                  F#m                   D  E
He's a like a less cute version of you but he'll have to do
               A                 F#m                  D
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you but he'll have to do
       E        A
He'll have to do

A                            F#m
He's got no inkling of your status or mind
A                          F#m
He's just the glue that I splatter to bind
A                F#m
You and I like Siamese twins
A            F#m            D
So let this sick sad game begin

A                F#m                                  A
Now you're here again and he will wonder where I've been
                              F#m
I'm giving in but in my own opinion, it's how to be
              A
Though I can hear him singing
 D                 E               D
All this envy's killing me, it's killing me

               A                  F#m                   D  E
He's a like a less cute version of you but he'll have to do
               A                 F#m                  D
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you but he'll have to do
       E        A
He'll have to do

(Through this next chorus a second voice sings "and every time I see your face I die
inside" extended through each line, listen to the song to hear how this goes)
               A                  F#m                   D  E
He's a like a less cute version of you but he'll have to do
               A                 F#m                  D
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you but he'll have to do
       E        A
He'll have to do


F#m A E (end on E)
            
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