[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