Bm D She say that she still wants a friendshipA G She can't live her life without me as a friendBm D I can't figure out why I give a damn what she wantsA G I don't understand the now before the thenBm D Most of this garbage I write that these people seem to likeA G Is about you and how I let you infect my lifeBm D And if they got to know you, I doubt that they would see itA G They'd wonder what I showed you how you could leave itBm D A friend in Chicago said that I should stay persistentA G If I stay around I'm bound to break resistanceBm D Fuck you, Lucy, for defining my existenceA G Fuck you and your differencesBm D Ever since I was a young lad with a part-time dadA G It was hard to find happiness inside of what I hadBm D I studied my mother, I digested her painA G And vowed no women on my path would have to walk the sameBm D Travel like sound across the fate ladderA G I travel with spoon to mix this cake batterBm D And I travel with feel so I can deal with touchA G It's like that, thank you very much, fuck you very muchBm And everyone in his life would mistake it as loveD Everyone in his life would mistake it as loveA Everyone in his life would mistake it as loveG Everyone in his life would mistake it as loveBm D Fuck the 'What happened?' I got stuckA G They can peel pieces of me off the grill of her truckBm D Used to walk with luck, used to hold her handA G Fell behind and played the role of a slower manBm D I want to stand on top of this mountain and yellA G I want to wake up and break up this lake of hellBm D I feel like a bitch for letting these sheets twist me upA G The last star-fighter's wounded, time to give it upBm D On a pick it up mission, kept it bitterA G Gettin' in a million memories just to forget herBm D The difficulty in keepin' emotions controlledA G Cookies for the road, took me by the soulBm D Hunger for the drama, hunger for the nurtureA G Gonna take it further, the hurt feels like murderBm D Interpret the eyes, read the lines on her faceA G The sunshine is fake, how much time did I waste?Bm D Fuck you, Lucy, for leaving meA G Fuck you, Lucy, for not needing meBm D I wanna say fuck you because I still love youA G No, I'm not okay, and I don't know what to doBm And everyone in his life would mistake it as loveD Everyone in his life would mistake it as loveA Everyone in his life would mistake it as loveG Everyone in his life would mistake it as loveBm D Do I sound mad? Well I guess I'm a little pissedA G Every action has a point, five points make a fistBm D You close em', you swing em', it's hurts when it hitsA G And the truth can be a bitch, but if the boot fitsBm D I got an idea, you should get a tattooA G That says warning, that's all, just a warningBm D So the potential victim can take a leftA G And save breath, and avoid you, sober and upset in the morningBm D I wanna scream, "Fuck you, Lucy!"A G But the problem is I love you, LucyBm D So instead Imma finish my drink and have anotherA G While you think about how you used to be my loverBm And everyone in his life would mistake it as loveD Everyone in his life would mistake it as loveA Everyone in his life would mistake it as loveG Everyone in his life would mistake it as love
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