Take

my

soul,

take

my

heart

Tear

me

a-

p-

art

If

I'm

good

for

a-

ny-

thing,

it's

all

of

this

su-

ffe-

ring

So

use

me

for

p-

arts

To

you,

I'm

just

sal-

vage

I

ain't

ran

right

in

y-

ears

So

drive

me,

then

gut

me,

de-

ceive

and

f-

uck

me

Then

di-

sa-

p-

pear

Well,

take

all

m-

y

jokes

And

tell

them

to

th-

em

And

act

like

you're

some-

one

that

could

be

some-

one

Worth

lo-

v-

ing

And

steal

all

the

g-

ood

parts

You

found

i-

n

me

Yeah,

you'll

sell

'em

quick,

yeah,

you'll

sell

'em

chеap

Hey,

you'll

give

'em

for

f-

ree

But

I

clеaned

all

my

pi-

stons

I'm

ru-

nning

on

nine-

ty

o-

ne

And

I'm

pie-

cing

my-

self

back

off

the

s-

helf

One

by

o-

ne

And

now

I've

got

a

dri-

ver

Who

choo-

ses

the

h-

igh

road

They

don't

use

me

for

scraps

or

throw

my

ass

b-

ack

When

I

hit

pot-

holes

And

I'm

fly-

ing

down

free-

ways

Go-

ing

one

se-

ven-

t-

een

And

a

six-

ty

eight

Fast-

back

looks

like

a

h-

atch-

back

Ra-

cing

me

A-

h,

I

be-

l-

ieve

That

you

ca-

nnot

tear

down

what's

built

up

strong

now

Thank-

fu-

l-

ly

Oh,

A-

h,

I

be-

l-

ieve

That

you

ca-

nnot

tear

down

what's

built

up

strong

now

Thank-

fu-

l-

ly

And

I'm

fly-

ing

down

free-

ways

Go-

ing

one

se-

ven-

t-

een

And

a

six-

ty

eight

Fast-

back

looks

like

a

h-

atch-

back

Next

to

me