Tono: B
Introducción:
G D
Where'd you go, huh? They all think I know you,
C
It's so hard to motivate, Me to devote a,
G D
Single inch of me to, Something I can't see I,
C
Don't mean to pry but why, Would you even make the eyes?
G D
I don't believe my ears and I'm scared of my own head,
C
I will deny you for years then I'll make you raise me from the dead,
G D
And if I said that I would live for you, for nothing in return,
C
Well I'm sorry Mr. Gullible, but lying's all I've learned,
G D C
So be concerned.
G D C
So be concerned.
G D C
No music,
And I could talk about anything,