Capo 1.
C# A#m
Used to be the one girl, sneaking through your window
F# G#
Thought that maybe you were the one
C# A#m
T-shirt with my chucks on, I was just a skater girl
F# G#
hoping you were somebody else
C# A#m
i was true, i was faithful
F# G#
you were always looking for the next girl
C# A#m
you had me wrapped around your finger,
F# G#
but now i got you figured out
Chorus:
C# A#m
You pull me back and forth
F#
im sick of war,
G#
im finally getting over you
C# A#m
i was caught in your masquerade
F#
your love charade
G#
BOY IM SICK OF HATING YOUR GUTS!!!
C# A#m F#
oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
G#
boy im sick of hating your guts
C# A#m F#
oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
G#
boy im sick of hating your guts
Verse 2:
C# A#m
Disney got me hoping, for a happy ending,
F# G#
how stupid was I to believe
C# A#m
woke up to reality, you were just the enemy
F# G#
captivating me in your scene
C# A#m
i'm always falling for the bad boys,
F# G#
but you won't catch me on my a** again
C# A#m
you might as well lock up your window,
F# G#
cauz i ain't ever coming back!!!!!
Chorus:
C# A#m
You pull me back and forth
F#
im sick of war,
G#
im finally getting over you
C# A#m
i was caught in your masquerade
F#
your love charade
G#
BOY IM SICK OF HATING YOUR GUTS!!!
C# A#m F#
oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
G#
boy im sick of hating your guts
C# A#m F#
oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
G#
boy im sick of hating your guts
Bridge:
F# G#
You ain't no superman, boy you're just the opposite
C# A#m
now i'm fighting back with the strength you gave me
F# G#
i know your motives, boy don't play no hero
G# *~let it ring.
cauz the only one your playing is me
C# A#m
Don't play no hero, boy you're just a zero.
F# G#
Don't play no hero, d-dont play no hero. (x2)
Chorus:
C# A#m
You pull me back and forth
F#
im sick of war,
G#
im finally getting over you
C# A#m
i was caught in your masquerade
F#
your love charade
G#
BOY IM SICK OF HATING YOUR GUTS!!!
C# A#m F#
oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
G#
boy im sick of hating your guts
C# A#m F#
oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
G#
boy im sick of hating your guts