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[Intro]
| Cmaj7 | - | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - |
[Verse 1]
Cmaj7
You know I'm impatient
Gmaj7/D
So why would you leave me waiting outside the
station?
When it was like minus four degrees and I
Cmaj7
I get what you're saying
Gmaj7/D
I just really don't want to hear it right now
Cmaj7
Can you shut up for like once in your life?
Listen to me
Gmaj7/D
I took your nice words of advice about
How you think I'm gonna die
Lucky if I turned thirty three
Cmaj7
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney
I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney
Gmaj7/D
Every other week
But cut me some slack
Cmaj7
Who do you want me to be?
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm too messy
Gmaj7/D
And then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job"
Cmaj7
And you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
Gmaj7/D
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me
Cmaj7
Is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
Gmaj7/D
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
Cmaj7
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
Gmaj7/D
'Til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
Cmaj7
And you hate the fucking lot
[Post-Chorus]
Gmaj7/D
You hate the fucking lot
Cmaj7
You hate the fucking lot
Gmaj7/D
Hey, hey
[Verse 2]
Cmaj7
It's taking you ages
Gmaj7/D
You still don't get the hint
I'm not asking for pages
But one text or two would be nice
Cmaj7
And please, don't pull those faces
Gmaj7/D
When I've been out working my arse off all day
Cmaj7
It's just one bottle of wine or two
But hey, you can't even talk
Gmaj7/D
You smoke weed just to help you sleep
Then why you're out getting stoned at four o'clock
Cmaj7
And then you come home to me
And don't say hello
Gmaj7/D
'Cause I got high again
Cmaj7
And forgot to fold my clothes
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm too messy
Gmaj7/D
And then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job"
Cmaj7
And you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
Gmaj7/D
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me
Cmaj7
Is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
Gmaj7/D
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
Cmaj7
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
Gmaj7/D
'Til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
Cmaj7
And you hate the fucking lot
[Interlude]
Gmaj7/D
You hate the fucking lot
Cmaj7
You hate the fucking lot
Gmaj7/D Cmaj7 Gmaj7/D Cmaj7
Gmaj7/D
[Chorus]
Cmaj7
Oh, and I'm too messy
Gmaj7/D
And then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job"
Cmaj7
And you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
Gmaj7/D
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me
Cmaj7
Is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
Gmaj7/D
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
Cmaj7
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
Gmaj7/D
'Til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
Cmaj7
And you hate the fucking lot
[Outro]
Gmaj7/D
You hate the fucking lot
Cmaj7
You hate the fucking lot
Gmaj7/D
You hate the fucking lot
Cmaj7
You hate the fucking lot
[Fade Out]
| Gmaj7/D |
[Intro]
| Cmaj7 | - | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - |
[Verse 1]
| Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - |
You know I'm impatient
So why would you leave me waiting outside the
station?
When it was like minus four degrees and I
I get what you're saying
I just really don't want to hear it right now
Can you shut up for like once in your life?
Listen to me
I took your nice words of advice about
How you think I'm gonna die
Lucky if I turned thirty three
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney
I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney
Every other week
But cut me some slack
Who do you want me to be?
[Chorus]
| Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - |
'Cause I'm too messy
And then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job"
And you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me
Is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
'Til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
And you hate the fucking lot
[Post-Chorus]
| Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - |
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
Hey, hey
[Verse 2]
| Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - |
It's taking you ages
You still don't get the hint
I'm not asking for pages
But one text or two would be nice
And please, don't pull those faces
When I've been out working my arse off all day
It's just one bottle of wine or two
But hey, you can't even talk
You smoke weed just to help you sleep
Then why you're out getting stoned at four o'clock
And then you come home to me
And don't say hello
'Cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes
[Chorus]
| Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - |
'Cause I'm too messy
And then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job"
And you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me
Is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
'Til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
And you hate the fucking lot
[Interlude]
| Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - |
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
[Chorus]
| Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - |
Oh, and I'm too messy
And then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job"
And you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me
Is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
'Til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
And you hate the fucking lot
[Outro]
| Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - | Gmaj7/D |
| - | Cmaj7 | - |
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
[Fade Out]
| Gmaj7/D |
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