Intro
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A Amaj7 A Amaj7
[Verse 1]
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In my stupid way
Amaj7
I was too cynical
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You went all the way
Amaj7
You had “come on!” your face
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And I told you
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That I would fall
In love with you
A Amaj7
[Pre-chorus 1]
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Well we sat now
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In the car
And it was cold
But then you said
[Chorus 1]
A Amaj7
I’m sick of going to fuckin’ work
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I’m sick of going to fuckin' work
Amaj7
I’m sick of going to fuckin' work
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I’m sick of going to fuckin' work
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I’m sick of going (to fuckin' work)
[Verse 2]
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Call me better things
Amaj7
‘Til I know it’s true
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They rub lotion on our face
Amaj7
‘Til we look good
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And I will not go
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I’ll close my eyes
It’s not my vibe
A Amaj7
[Pre-chorus 2]
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But they go now
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And I was fucked
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I got no sun
Despite the heat
[Chorus 2]
A Amaj7
I’m sick of going to fuckin' work
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I’m sick of going to fuckin' work
Amaj7
I’m sick of going to fuckin' work
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I’m sick of going to fuckin' work
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I’m sick of going (to fuckin' work)
[Outro]
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