[Primeira Parte]
C             G
I'm not tryna ruin your fun
                         C                    G
You're just a little bit late, I guess you're already done
                     G       C            G
There's this feeling I can't shake 'cause I'm too dumb
          B               C        G
I'm never doing the right thing so I'm so stuck
       G         C         G
If you see me in America I might say "Hi"
           B              C            G
But if you meet me out in Europe I'm a talkative guy
G                     C      G
Maybe we'll talk over scones around lunch some time
         E             C            G
And I've never been to France so it might be nice
G                     C          G
But I can't take this paparazzi, geez
                              C              D          G
It's like the camera's always out and always starin' at me
         G             C                     G
And if I say the wrong thing, they'll cut my tongue 'til it bleeds
       G                  C                   G
Always whippin' out their pitchforks when you try to speak
G                    C
But that couldn't be me


[Segunda Parte]
C            G
Next day I'm walkin' the road
               B
Kickin' rocks, it's my fault
C                   G
My life's the worst story told, I'll be this way'til I'm old
C            G
I rip a page out the book, I'm just so misunderstood
C        D           G
I always think about her, and when my life felt good
C          G
I smoked a cig on the porch
           B               C         G
It doesn't help me at all, I wonder, what's it all for?
            G                 C      G
Is this the girl I adored and I know I can't afford
 G  C  G  C
   G
Watchin' her walk out the door so I keep it to myself, and keep my feet on the
Floor


[Final]
 C  G
 C