God Has A Hitman Cifras

I haven't seen any tabs for this song yet, so here is my best guess!
She uses different inversions of these chords in the original, but I am pretty sure they are correct :)
 
Capo 2
 
[Verse 1]
Am                    C
I feel like God has a hitman
Am                              G7
She’s thin and she’s blonde and she smokes
C              E          Am
She lives in a walkup in Flatbush
G7                      C
And she’s always in on the joke
 
[Verse 2]
Am                            C
She’s just the right flavor of fucked up
Am                              G7
A sick bird who still gets you hard
C              E          Am
I make myself into her victim
Am                G7            C
She’s just firing wild in the dark
 
[Chorus]
C                     Am
Maybe she’ll be your karma
G7                      C
Or maybe you’ll always win
C                       E
Maybe God don’t need to hire a hitman
Am              G7       C
For me to die for you again
 
[Verse 3]
Am                      C
God has a hitman I’ve seen her
Am                      G7
He designed her just for me
C                E           Am
She’s everything I never was so
Am                 G7            C
She’s all that you wished I could be
 
[Verse 4]
Am                      C
She writes you as a gentleman
Am                      G7
And I’m eating it up like a fool
C             E            Am
Like I didn’t already have you
Am                 G7              C
Like I’m not still cleaning the wound
 
[Chorus]
C                     Am
Maybe she’ll be your karma
G7                      C
Or maybe you’ll always win
C                       E
Maybe God don’t need to hire a hitman
Am           G7            C
For me to die for you again
 
[Verse 5]
Am                         C
Hope I’m not the only one walking
C                               G7
With shrapnels still lodged in my head
C             E               Am
Hope you feel half of what I did
Am         G7              C
I hope she leaves you for dead
 
[Outro]
Am                           C
One day God won’t try to test me
G7                           C
With hitmen with fine golden hair
C       Am                      E
Yeah maybe she’ll give you your karma
Am            G7           C
But one day I won’t even care
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