Cifras
Nasa's Fake

Tono: B

Introducción:

 Bm                       F#                   Em                     D                                   Bm 
I just found out that my chiropractor thinks NASA's fake
                     F#                                     Em 
It's a fact I couldn't take
                                         D 
Now my back's about to break
                   Bm                             F# 
Swear my drug dealer's died
               Em                               D                     Bm 
And I haven't smoked in over a day
                       F#                                       Em 
I really shouldn't have to wait
                                                   D 
Why's he always fuckin' late?
Pre-Chorus
         Bm                                     F#m 
I bought a coffee but my name's spelt wrong
           E                                             D 
I'm sick of listening to my favourite song
           Bm                                     F#m 
I'm losing followers and gaining weight
           G                   F# 
How much can I take?
                         Bm           D 
I've got so many problems
                         Em                         F# 
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                       Bm                     D 
So I'm gonna go, gonna drop 'em
                   Em                 F# 
Off at home with my mama
                 Bm                           D 
Jesus Christ, gimme a break
                         Em                 F# 
Is there a pill I can take?
                     Bm           D 
I've got so many problems
                         Em                       F# 
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                         Bm 
So I'm gonna go
   Bm                     F#                         Em                           D                                 Bm 
I'm feeling cross 'cause my therapist just said that I've changed
                     F#                                         Em 
Like the bitch can see my brain
                                                         D 
We both know she's getting paid
         Bm                 F#                 Em                                         D                     Bm 
And I pray to God that my best friend will stop sharing her pain
                           F#                                         Em 
Look, we've all got problems, babe
                                                 D 
Sorry but you're being vain
  Pre-Chorus
         Bm                                     F#m 
I bought a coffee but my name's spelt wrong
             E                                             D 
I'm sick of listening to my favourite song
           Bm                                       F#m 
I'm losing followers and gaining weight
           G                   F# 
How much can I take?
                   Bm             D 
I've got so many problems
                     Em                       F# 
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                         Bm                     D 
So I'm gonna go, gonna drop 'em
                   Em                   F# 
Off at home with my mama
                   Bm                     D 
Jesus Christ, gimme a break
                         Em                   F# 
Is there a pill I can take?
                   Bm               D 
I've got so many problems
                   Em                           F# 
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                       Bm 
So I'm gonna go

 G             A           Bm               F#         G   A   Bm 
I just got my hair blow-dried today
           G             A                 Bm         F#       G   A   Bm           F# 
But now it looks like it's about to rain
                     Bm           D 
I've got so many problems
                     Em                       F# 
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                     Bm                       D 
So I'm gonna go, gonna drop 'em
                 Em                       F# 
Off at home with my mama
                 Bm                           D 
Jesus Christ, gimme a break
                         Em                   F# 
Is there a pill I can take?
                   Bm               D 
I've got so many problems
                   Em                         F# 
I can't solve, I can't stop 'em
                         Bm 
So I'm gonna go