[Primeira Parte]Am G I took a train to Boston and I wanted to cryF G He's gone, I'm 24 and it's a Saturday nightAm G I ran and took his jacket with a rip in the sideF G I hate when we fight, it sucks when we fightAm G But honestly whatever, he's just one of the boysF G I'll date for like a summer and I'll leave when I'm boredAm G This train is full of strangers but I might like 'em moreF Said I might like 'em moreG Yeah, no, I like 'em more [Pré-Refrão]C F And that's just tough loveG But I mean it, really mean itC F G I'm not charmed so I'm leaving [Refrão]C F I laughed the second he tried to call my bluffAm F I guess it's always funny until it's notC F When I left him there to feel itAm F Couldn't guess what I'd be leavin' forC F No chance I'll waste my twenties on random menAm F Not one of them is cooler than all my friendsC F And I hate to leave him bleedin'Am F But I know, know what I'm leavin' for[Segunda Parte]Am G I'm walkin' by the river and I stopped by the boatsF G At night it's kind of tempting just to see if you'd floatAm G The benches by the Charles gave me somewhere to goF G I feel like I'm home, there's a bar down the roadAm G I'm wasted with the sister of a boy that I metF G Through someone back in college, she's a weird intellectAm G She liked to tell the truth and she was harsh but directF G Her boyfriends all left, she had that effect [Pré-Refrão]C F And that's just tough loveG And you're lucky to receive it, right?C F G He'll crumble to pieces [Refrão]C F I laughed the second he tried to call my bluffAm F I guess it's always funny until it's notC F When I left him there in piecesAm F Couldn't guess what I'd be leavin' forC F No chance I'll waste my twenties on random menAm F Not one of them is smarter than all my friendsC F And I hate to leave him bleedin'Am F But I know, know what I'm leavin' for [Pós-Chorus]C F OoooAm F Oh, I know, know what I'm leaving forC F MmmmAm F Oh, I know, know what I'm leavin' [Ponte]Dm Am No, I'm not gonna miss the wayF G He'd kick me in my bed while sleepin'Dm Am And I'm not gonna miss hisF G Shitty friends and nights of their binge drinkingDm Am And I'm not gonna miss hisF G Old inflated ego, shallow thinkingDm Am And I'm not gonna miss denyingF G That I got my own damn reasons [Refrão]C F I laughed the second he tried to call my bluffAm F I guess it's always funny until it's notC F When I left him there to feel itAm F Couldn't guess what I'd be leavin' forC F No chance I'll waste my twenties on random menAm F Not one of them is tougher than all my friendsC F And I hate to leave him bleedin'Am F But I know, know what I'm leavin' for
Tough Love
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