Standard (EADGBE)
Verse 1
Lent you Out-si -A7augdaz, and my new Badu.
While I was thinking, A7augI didn't have a clue.
Tough to sort A7augfiles, with your voice in my head.
So then I bribed you downstairs, A7augwith a Marlboro Red.
Bridge 1
So now I feel so A7augsmall, discover-ing you knew.
How much more A7augtorture would you have put me through?
You probably saw me A7auglaughing at all your jokes.
Or how I did not A7augmind when you stole all my smokes.
Chorus 1
And although my pride, yeah, is not easy to dis-turb,
You sent me flying, when you kicked me to the kerb.
With your battered jeans, and your Beasties tee,
Now I can't work like this, with you next to me.
Verse 2
And although he is no -A7augthing, in the scheme of my years,
It just serves to bludgeon, A7aug my futile tears.
And I'm not used to A7augthis; I observe, I don't chase.
But now I'm sick with conse-quences, A7augthrust in my face.
Bridge 2
And the melodramas A7augof my day de-livery blows,
That surpass your re-A7augjection; it just goes to show.
A simple attraction, A7augthat reflects right back to me,
So I'm not as into A7augyou, as I ap-pear to be.
Chorus 2
And although my pride, yeah, is not easy to dis-turb,
You sent me flying, when you kicked me to the kerb.
With your battered jeans, and your Beasties tee,
Now I can't work like this, with you next to me.
Verse 3
His message was bru-A7augtal, but the delivery was kind.
Maybe if I get this A7augdown, I'll get it off my mind.
It serves to con-dition A7augme, and smoothen my kinks,
Despite my frus-tration, for the A7augway that he thinks.
Bridge 3
And I knew the speech, when it A7augcame, would be to that effect,
At least you're attracted to A7augme, which I did not expect.
Didn't think you'd get my A7augnumber down and such,
But I've never hated A7augmyself for my age, so much.
Chorus 3
And although my pride, yeah, is not easy to dis-turb,
You sent me flying, when you kicked me to the kerb.
With your battered jeans, and your Beasties tee,
Now I can't work like this, with you next to me.
Chorus 4
And although my pride, yeah, is not easy to dis-turb,
You sent me flying, when you kicked me to the kerb.
With your battered jeans, and your Beasties tee,
Now I can't work like this, with you next to me.
(Fade)
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