Tom: G RIFF 1 ----------------- ----------------- ----0------------- ------4-2-3 4---- ---------------1- 3-3-------------- (x3) VERSE 1 G5 C5 A5 C5 Hate your friends cos they're the only ones that make you want to die. G5 C5 A5 C5 And they make their scene the prison queen, they'll never get it right G5 C5 C5 The mirror on the living room wall aint been too kind since you hit grade four. CHORUS G5 E5 A5 D5 But honestly, the last thing he'll say tonight. G5 E5 A5 D5 Just put your things away, you know its just not your time. (RIFF 1) VERSE 2 G5 C5 A5 C5 He's the boy you got and here's the ticket stub that never won a prize. G5 C5 A5 C5 And and there's no hard sell cos he's got a face come straight from a fight. G5 C5 C5 But he answers we he calls and he's under six feet tall. G5 E5 A5 D5 But honestly, the last thing he'll say tonight. Just put your things away, you know its just not your time. (RIFF 1) BRIDGE E5 E5 A5 A5 He's big and dumb like a dagwood dog. C5 C5 G5 G5 His jeans never fit quite right. E5 E5 But there's a razor blade cut. A5 A5 D5 D5 D5 D5 I feel it in your gut takes aint no ready stars and G5 C5 A5 C5 Hate your friends cos they're the only ones that make you want to die. G5 C5 A5 C5 And they make their scene the prison queen, they'll never get it right G5 C5 C5 The ones who shine so bright are made of broke come Friday night. CHORUS G5 E5 A5 D5 But honestly, the last thing he'll say tonight. G5 E5 A5 D5 Just put your things away, you know its just not your BRIDGE E5 E5 A5 A5 He's big and dumb like a dagwood dog. C5 C5 G5 G5 His jeans never fit quite right. E5 E5 But there's a razor blade cut. A5 A5 D5 D5 D5 D5 I feel it in your gut takes aint no ready stars and G5 E5 A5 D5 But honestly, the last thing he'll say tonight. G5 E5 A5 D5 Just put your things away, you know its just not your time. G5 E5 A5 D5 That's the way we're gonna get it right. (RIFF 1)
