Tom: E
G#m7
I'm so mad at myself
D#m7
E7M
For giving in to what I want, never again
G#m7
That feeling we felt
D#m7
D#7
We called it love, you called it off
G#m7
D#m7
E7M
And I never been so mad at myself
G#m7
D#m7
D#7
so mad at myself
G#m7
D#m7
I got this old girl I know she's trying to play me
E7M
She's like a Honda, these days I drive Mercedes
C#m7
D#m7
She's a killer, try to get inside my head
G#m7~
G#m7
D#m7
Playing chess ain't no way I'm gonna fight fair
E7M
She's playing tricks like the vixen in my nightmares
C#m7
D#m7
So damn greedy, that girl is so needy
G#m7
I'm the king of this game, but I think she just beat me
G#m7
D#m7
I never should have let you in
E7M
I needed a hit of something
G#m7
D#m7
E7M
High for this feeling they call love
G#m7
I'm so mad at myself
D#m7
E7M
For giving in to what I want, never again
C#m7
That feeling we felt
D#m7
G#m7
We called it love, you called it off
G#m7
D#m7
E7M
And I never been so mad at myself
G#m7
D#m7
E7M
so mad at myself
G#m7
D#m7
E7M
I've got your melody in my head
Feels like I'm singing it wrong
C#m7
Then again there's nothing worse
D#m7
G#m7
Than being addicted to a bad song
G#m7
D#m7
She's a fiend for attention
E7M
And I'm a guilty dealer
C#m7
D#m7
D#7
High for this feeling they call love
G#m7
I'm so mad at myself
D#m7
E7M
For giving in to what I want, never again
C#m7
That feeling we felt
D#m7
G#m7
We called it love, you called it off
G#m7
D#m7
E7M
And I never been so mad at myself
G#m7
D#m7
E7M
so mad at myself