by Nick Cartman
C
If this is what you think is honest
F
Honestly, I think I’m gonna freak out
Am G
This isn’t where I wanna be, wanna be
F
I think I’ll let myself out
C
Show me the door, oh
G Am
‘Cause I’m leaving the way I came in
F
With the mess I made
F
Tonight will be the one to set it off
C
We had our lights on the town
G
Your eyes were smiling then
Am F
You left me hanging around with all your wack friends
C
You don’t take me serious
G
Boy, you make me furious
Am F
Guaranteed, we’ll disagree
C G
I found out finding out isn’t the worst part
Am F
Don’t believe it’s just me
C
And I’ve found out
G
Do you really even have a clue?
Am F (hold)
You’re not quite Satan, but I really think I hate you