[Intro] A Dbm Gbm DbmA Dbm She don't hit me up anymore, noGbm Dbm Things that were fun just ain't fun anymore, noA Dbm Six in the morning I know I should go homeGbm Dbm But I, uh-huhA Dbm High as fuck and the clock's screaming tick-tockGbm Girls in the suburbs singing Smiths songsA I know that it's wrongDbm Gbm I don't know what I'm doin, butDbm Bm A Bm Maybe one day it'll all make sense, oh-ohBm D A Dbm Maybe one day it'll all make sense, oh-ohE A Maybe one day it'll all make senseGbm Bm But I just don't know whenDbm Gbm A And it feels like the endGbm And all of my friendsDbm SaidBm A Dbm That I should get my mind off of the wrong thingsGbm E I should probably tear off all my heart stringsDbm A Dbm Gbm Dbm You can't pull them no more, noE Dbm A Can I pass out on your floorDbm Gbm Can I have a little more so I canDbm E A Hear you babble on some more about himDbm Gbm Dbm About him, yeahE A Dbm I got a little water bottle full of whiskeyDbm Oh, you lookin pretty like a model you should kiss meA Dbm You so cool with your drugs and your ripped jeansGbm Dbm A Dbm Gbm I'm with you, but you ain't with me, no, noE A Maybe one day it'll all make senseGbm Bm But I just don't know whenD Gbm Dbm And it feels like the endE Bm A Bm And all of my friends, saidD Dbm That I should get my mind off of the wrong thingsBm I should probably tear off all my heart stringsD Dbm You can't pull them no moreFinal: Dbm
Girls In The Suburbs Singing Smiths Songs
Goody Grace
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Tom: