Intro
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Verse 1

Em                                 Bm
So you finally got what you wanted
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You've Achieved your aim by making the walking lame
Em                                     Bm
And when you just can't get any higher
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You use your senses to suss out this weeks climber
Em                                      Bm
And the small fame that you've acquired
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Has brought you into cult status
Am              Bm      Em
But to me your still a collector

Chorus 1
G                 A           C          G
There's Tarts and Whores but you're much more
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You're A Different kind 'cause you want there minds
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And you just don't care 'cause you've got no pride
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It's just a face on your pillowcase
     F             Em
That thrills you

Verse 2
Em                                    Bm
And you started to looking much older
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And your fashion sense is second rate like your perfume
Em                                    Bm
But to you in your little dream world
Bm     Am        Bm           Am     Bm  Em
You're still the queen of the butterfly collectors

Chorus 2
G            A              C       G
As you carry on 'cause it's all you know
G                 A
You can't light a fire
          C       G
You can't cook or sew
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You get from day to day by filling you head
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But surely you must know the appeal between you legs
    F         Em
Has worn off

Verse 3
Em                           Bm
And I don't care about morals
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Bm       Em
'Cause the world's insane and we're all to blame anyway
Em                          Bm
And I don't feel any sorrow
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Bm    Em
Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors

Chorus 3
G                 A          C             G
There's tarts and whores but you're much more
G                  A           C             G
You're a different kind 'cause you want their minds
G                  A           C              G
And you just don't care 'cause you've got no pride
G                  A     C       G
It's just a face on your pillowcase
      F          Em
That thrills you

Chorus 4
G            A              C       G
As you carry on 'cause it's all you know
G                 A
You can't light a fire
          C       G
You can't cook or sew
G            A              C           G
You get from day to day by filling you head
G                    A              C            G
But surely you must know the appeal between you legs
    F         Em
Has worn off

Outro
Em                         Bm
And I don't feel any sorrow
Bm          Am        Bm            Bm     
Am         Em
Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors