Standard Tuning
 

Intro

E C#m B
E C#m B
E C#m B
A B A

Verse 
         E                    C#m                B
I don't care who you've been sleeping with these days
                 E                                          
You're outta my hair
                    C#m             B            E           
It's growing just above my smiling face that I wear
                C#m             B                            
Every night I drink myself to sleep
      A                                                     
Not thinking about you
      B            A           E                              
Not thinking about anything at all

  C#m B
E C#m B

Verse
         E                    C#m               B             
I don't care who you've been dining with these days
                E                                           
It's more than fair
                C#m          B                              
Much rather be drinking anyways
           E                                                  
With my friend Peter
              C#m          B                                  
Who lives so fucking far away
     A                                                      
Yet not as far as you
       B                    A                E                
Even though you live right down my fucking street

Chorus
         A     B                    E                          
And I'm tired    of sleeping with myself
     A     B                                     E             
I'm tired, all these drinks and drugs no longer help
     A        B                           A                   
I'm tired of lying about not thinking of you
                 B         A               E                  
Maybe my friend Peter can tell me what to do


  C#m B
E C#m B


         E                    C#m              B               
I don't care who you've been kissing on these days
                E                                           
It's out of my hands
                     C#m              B                     
and in my mouth with such a pleasant taste
          E                    C#m           B               
I need a beer to wash it all away without a trace
                A                                           
And then I'll drink 23 more
               B           A              E                   
To wipe this stupid smile off my fucking face

Chorus
         A     B                    E                          
And I'm tired    of sleeping with myself
     A     B                                     E             
I'm tired, all these drinks and drugs no longer help
     A        B                           A                   
I'm tired of lying about not thinking of you
                 B         A               E                  
Maybe my friend Peter can tell me what to do