[Intro]

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  G5                    F5     C5
I met her down at the apothecary
    G5                  F5          C5
Her sad sad eyes, the burden she carried
    C5                                  F5
Oh darling, try this one if you need a friend
F5            C5            G5                 C5
I've got the cure for the shape that you're in


         G5                             F5             C5
When you met me you were numb from the voice in your head
   G5                           F5              C5  
Conspiracy delusions that your boyfriend kept fed
  C5                                       F5
I swear I want nothing, just give me your hand
F5            C5            G5                 C5
I've got the cure for the shape that you're in


         G5                          F5           C5
With her saccharine luster, she's a hard little pill
        G5                        F5          C5
But she eased me and taught my hands to be still
     C5                                  F5
Just once in the morning, and evening again
F5           C5            G5           C5
She had the cure for the shape I was in


  G5                    F5     C5
I met her down at the apothecary
    G5                  F5          C5
Her sad sad eyes, the burden she carried
    C5                                  F5
Oh darling, try this one if you need a friend
F5            C5            G5                 C5
I've got the cure for the shape that you're in


[Instrumental - Just repeat chords from last verse]


      G5                            F5            C5
All delusions of grandeur, they've long left my head
      G5                      F5              C5   
As I gave up the notion that I've been well bred
          C5                                         F5
First she shot me with Whiskey, then chased me with Gin
    F5               C5            G5             C5
But swore I was the cure for the shape she was in


         G5                                F5          C5
Then she left me here reeling with that time-release feeling
       G5                      F5              C5
Like a long wisp of hunger, I swung from the ceiling
      C5                                  F5
So if you see me down at the apothecary again
  F5            C5            G5              C5
I can't find a cure for the shape that I'm in.


  G5                    F5     C5
I met her down at the apothecary
    G5                  F5          C5
Her sad sad eyes, the burden she carried
    C5                                  F5
Oh darling, try this one if you need a friend
F5            C5            G5                 C5
I've got the cure for the shape that you're in
F5            C5            G5                 F5     C5
I've got the cure for the shape that you're in
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