Tom: D
Introdução: A A7+ A7 D Dm
A
Why am I always forgotten
A7+
Like I'm under the table
A7
Forgotten and discarded
D Dm
I never feel regarded
A
Wishin' I was included in your plans
A7+
But, you don't even see me
A7
Its always gonna be her
D Dm
Type of girl from poetry
A
(Oh-oh-oh)
A7+
Maybe my time will finally come
A7
(Oh-oh-oh)
D Dm A
Until then, I'll be gum under the table
A7+
A7
D
Dm
A
If you only gave me one chance
A7+
I promise I would be your last
A7
But you don't have no eyes for no one if she's
D Dm
Not a blue-eyed blonde
A
I get so sick of being picked last always
A7+
Never quite enough for you to stay
A7
Recreatin' life together
D Dm
Hope you're happier with her
A
(Oh-oh-oh)
A7+
Maybe my time will finally come
A7
(Oh-oh-oh)
D Dm A
Until then, I'll be gum under the table (Gum under the table)
A7+
A7
(Ooh)
D Dm
(Ah-ah)
E
Nobody sees
F#m
Nobody sees what's within (Ah-ah)
E
Now I'm sitting here
D E
Thinkin' what we could've been
A
(Oh-oh-oh)
A7+
Think my time has finally come
A7
(Oh-oh-oh)
D Dm
To be thrown out, just like
A A7+
Gum (Oh-oh-oh)
A7 D
(Oh-oh-oh)
Dm A A7+
Until then, I'll be gum under the table (Oh-oh-oh)
A7
(Oh-oh-oh)
D Dm