[Intro]

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


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


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


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


[Instrumental - Just repeat chords from last verse]


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


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


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