Pink Matter Chords by Frank Ocean

[Start]

[Intro]
Em F#m Bm Em
■  ■   ■  ■ 
                F#m                     Bm               
And the peaches and the mangos that you could sell for me


[Verse]
Em                   F#m              
What do you think my brain is made for
Bm                                 
Is it just a container for the mind
     Em               
This great grey matter
Bm Em             A            F#m  
■  Sensei replied What is your woman
   Bm                                
Is she just a container for the child
Em                   
That soft pink matter
F#m        Bm              Em    A 
■   Cotton candy Majin Buu oh oh oh


[Chorus]
      Bm                    Em      A   Bm
Close my eyes and fall into you you you ■ 
             Em7       Em      
My God she's giving me pleasure
A Bm Em A Bm B7
■ ■  ■  ■ ■  ■ 


[Verse]
Em                      A                 
What if the sky and the stars are for show
    Bm                          
And the aliens are watching live
         Em     F#m    Bm
From the purple matter ■ 
Em                A F#m         
Sensei went quiet ■ then violent
Bm                                     
And we sparred until we both grew tired
Em              
Nothing mattered
F#m    Bm                    Em  A  
Cotton candy Majin Buu oh oh ooh ooh


[Chorus]
        Bm                       Em      A      Bm
Dim the lights and fall into you you you oohooh ■ 
B7               Em A        Bm Em      
My God giving me ■  pleasure ■  pleasure
         A          Bm
Pleasure ■ pleasure ■ 
              Em    
Pleasure over matter
Em     
Hey hey


[Inst]
Bm Em A7 Bm
■  ■  ■  ■ 


[Verse]
          Em                                 
Since you been gone I been havin' withdrawals
                         F#m 
You were such a habit to call
               Bm                           
I ain't myself at all had to tell myself Naw
                Bm                           
She better with some fella with a regular job
Em                             
I didn't wanna get her involved
          A7                            
By dinner Mr Benjamin was sittin' in awe
            Bm7             
Hopped into my car drove far
                      Bm                      B7   
Far's too close and I remember my memory's no sharp
Em                             
Butter knife what a life anyway
                           A7                      
I'm building y'all a clock stop what am I Hemingway
                              Bm                       
She had the kind of body that would probably intimidate
                     Bm                      
Any of 'em that were unsouthern not me cousin
              Em                                         A7      
If models are made for modelin' thick girls are made for cuddlin'
A7                                  
Switch worlds and we can huddle then
A7                                               
Who needs another friend I need to hold your hand
Bm                           B7            Em   
You'd need no other man we'd flee to other lands


[Chorus]
A7 F#m A Em A7 A Bm B7
■  ■   ■ ■  ■  ■ ■  ■ 
Em A Bm
■  ■ ■ 
                         Em     
You're good at bein' bad ■  yeah
A7 A Bm B7
■  ■ ■  ■ 
Em7    A7 A     Bm7           Bm
You're ■  ■ bad at bein' good oh
    Em       Em7              A7
For heaven's sakes go to hell ■ 
Bm             Em      
Knock knock on wood hey
            Em          
You're good at bein' bad
              F#m       
You're bad at bein' good
    Bm                       
For heaven's sakes go to hell
Em                         A7  
Knock knock knock knock on wood


[Verse]
Bm B7                   Em                              
■  ■  Well frankly when that ocean so motherfuckin' good
A7                                  
Make her swab the motherfuckin' wood
Bm                                   
Make her walk the motherfuckin' plank
Bm                               
Make her rob a motherfuckin' bank
        Em                           A7
With no mask on and a rusty revolver ■