Tom:
Introdução: F A Dm A
F A
I seen you smoking cigarettes again, well me too
Dm A
You poppin&rsquo pills like it be medicine, I cannot blame you
F A
I&rsquo m doing fucking good, I&rsquo m glad you asked me
Dm A
Can&rsquo t look me in the eyes when you walk past me
Damn, that's kinda fucked up
F A
So I can&rsquo t text you, I think you blocked my number
Dm A
I know we got through everything so that shit make me wonder
F A
Do you trust yourself to text me if you had the will? (Damn)
Dm A
From me to you, I know your shit ain&rsquo t real (Yeah)
F
Look at the way, all of the games, shit that you play
Dm A
I look at your face, all of its fake, I&rsquo m sick of the bullshit
F A
You can&rsquo t guilt trip this, can&rsquo t talk bout shit (Uh)
Dm
You get left read, why you think that you get dick?
F A Dm
Fuck no baby, I don&rsquo t forgive you &lsquo bout all that other shit
A
You on some other shit
F
Looks who&rsquo s laughing now
A Dm
Ever since you found out that I&rsquo m in love with this
A
And I can&rsquo t trust another bitch
F A Dm
Fuck no baby, I don&rsquo t forgive you &lsquo bout all that other shit
A
You on some other shit
F
Looks who&rsquo s laughing now
A Dm
Ever since you found out that I&rsquo m in love with this
A
And I can&rsquo t trust another bitch
F A Dm
Baby, if you closed your eyes
A F
You&rsquo d realize that you are such an asshole
A Dm
All the times I tried to be so careful
A
Tip toeing on egg shells
F A
You played dirty, I bought Febreze
Dm A
Made it all clean, washed you out my memory
F A
You saw an empath, he told you &lsquo bout your past
Dm
You said, &ldquo Well what about my future?
Can I make it last?&rdquo
Dm G
He said, "You&rsquo re rich by the time your twenty-four
C C#º7
But you&rsquo re gonna be alone, sad and begging at her door" (Oops)
Dm G
I know it hurts you to see me well
C C#º7
After all things you put me through while in your hell
Dm G
You can&rsquo t fight that, and I don&rsquo t want that
C C#º7
I hope to stay inside your heart just like an artifact
Dm G
Give some value to your art, maybe make it last
C C#º7
If you try to come back, you know that&rsquo s a fat fuck no
F A
But mama always told me, &ldquo Life&rsquo s a gamble&rdquo
Dm A
I&lsquo m pickin&rsquo up all of the pieces, my life&rsquo s in fuckin&rsquo shambles
F A
Ever since you fucked up, and fucked all of my best friends
Dm A
Then told me that you loved me, &lsquo cause I was too obsessed then
F A
But look who&rsquo s laughing
Bitch, I&rsquo m up now
Dm A
Was down in the dumps, getting my head straight
And my feet back on the ground
F
Way too pessimistic
A
But I know it&rsquo s a messy ending when you always come back around
Dm
Flip floppin&rsquo , tick-tockin&rsquo , wasting time
A
But I pray to God that you&rsquo re getting by (Like)
F
Look at the way, all of the games, shit that you play
Dm A
I look at your face, all of its fake, I&rsquo m sick of the bullshit
F A
You can&rsquo t guilt trip this, can&rsquo t talk bout shit (Uh)
Dm
You get left read, why you think that you get dick
F A Dm
Fuck no baby, I don&rsquo t forgive you &lsquo bout all that other shit
A
You on some other shit
F
Looks who&rsquo s laughing now
A Dm
Ever since you found out that I&rsquo m in love with this
A
And I can&rsquo t trust another bitch
F A Dm
Fuck no baby, I don&rsquo t forgive you &lsquo bout all that other shit
A
You on some other shit
F A
Looks who&rsquo s laughing now
Dm
Ever since you found out that I&rsquo m in love with this
And I can&rsquo t trust another bitch