Lyrics
(A)Don’t ask ques tions:
(A)you don’t wan na know.
Be (F)Learned my les son
’cause I (A)way too long a go.
To be (F)talk ing to you, bel la don na.
Should ’ve (A)tak en a break on an Ox ford com ma.
(F)Take what I want when I want it, and I want you.
(F)Bad, bad news: one of (A)us is gon na lose.
I’m the (F)pow der, you’re the fuse:
Just add some fric tion.
(A)You
are my strange ad dic tion.
(F)You
are my strange ad dic tion.
My (F)doc tors can’t ex plain my (A)symp toms or my pain, but (F)you
are my strange ad dic tion.
Bite my glass, set my self on fire.
Can’t you tell I’m crass?
Can’t you tell I’m wired?
Tell me noth ing lasts like, I don’t know.
You could kiss my ask ing a bout my mot to.
(A)You
are my strange ad dic tion.
(F)You
are
my strange ad dic tion.
My (F)doc tors can’t ex plain my (A)symp toms or my pain, but (F)you
are my strange ad dic tion.
My Strange Addiction by Billie Eilish
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Easy piano arrangement in the key of A at 100 BPM. Difficulty: medium. Color-coded notes — no sheet-reading skill required.