• Song:

    Sick Little Games

  • Artist:

    All Time Low

  • Album:

    Nothing Personal

The chords are going a little off when I preview, but they are close enough to 
where you actually play them.  If anyone knows how to fix that, please let me 
know.  And I'm not entirely sure about the Prechoruses.
Thanks to hopeless for figuring out the intro melody:

Intro:
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|-----0--3--2--------3--2-------0--------|
|--3-----------3-----------3-------3-----|
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D			                         Em7
Oh my God, I'm such a terrible mess
	D
I'm turned on by the tabloids
		G
You would never have guessed
			D
That I'm a sucker for their gossip
		Em7
Man, I take it too far
	D
I bottle up my Hollywood
	G
And watch 'em name their kids after cars


A
I'm finding me out
G				              Bm
I'm having my doubts
				A
I'm losing the best of me


	D		                 	A
We're all part of the same
			Bm
Sick little games
				G
And I need to get away, get away 
D		                	A
I'm wasting my days
			Bm
I throw them away
			G
Losing it all on these sick little games


D
I fell in love
			     Em7
She was the friend of a sister
	D
Of somebody famous
	G
At least for a day
D		                          		Em7
Expensive habits and a taste for the town
		D
Had me chasin down red carpets
	G
And watching all my friends slip away


A
They're finding me out
G	              			Bm
I'm having my doubts
				A
I'm losing the best of me
A
Dressed up as myself
G	                          Bm
To live in the shadow
			A
Of who I'm supposed to be




	  D	                   	A
We're all part of the same
			Bm
Sick little games
				G
And I need to get away, get away 
D		                       		A
I'm wasting my days
			Bm
I throw them away
			G
Losing it all on these sick little games


G
If I play my cards right
Bm
I could make the big time
D		                    				A
I could be a reason to stare
G
Caught up in the spot light
Bm
Shaking from the stage fright
D		                         		A
How did I end up here?


D		                   		A
All part of the same
			Bm
Sick little games
				G
And I need to get away, get away


	D		                    		A
We're all part of the same
			Bm
Sick little games
				G
And I need to get away, get away 
D		                        		A
I'm wasting my days
			Bm
I throw them away
			G
Losing it all on these sick little games
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