Tom: C
Introdução:
C Bb7 A7
I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream
C Bb7 A7
You got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem
C Bb7 A7
This mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stiffled by your deviant ways
C Bb7 A7
So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise
I have never been so insulted in all my life
Eb D Eb
Don't make it a big deal, don't be so sensitive
Eb D Ab
We're not playing a game anymore you don't have to be so defensive
Don't you plead me your case, don't bother to explain