MessyCifra

Intro:  D  E 
        D7M  E 

Verso 1:
D7M                                           E 
    You know I'm impatient, so why would you 

Leave me waiting outside the station 
                                            D7M 
When it was, like, minus four degrees and I 
                                 E 
I get what you're saying, I just 

Really don't wanna hear it right now 
                                        D7M 
Can you shut up for, like, once in your life? Listen to me 
                                E 
I took your nice words of advice about 

How you think I'm gonna die lucky if I turn thirty-three 
              D7M 
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney 
                                                E 
I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney every other week 
                                               D7M 
But cut me some slack, who do you want me to be? 


D7M                                            E 
'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean 
                                                         D7M 
You told me: Get a job, then you ask where the hell I've been 
                                       E 
And I'm too perfect till I open my big mouth 
                                D7M 
I want to be me, is that not allowed? 
                                             E 
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb 
                                                    D7M 
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month 
                                             E 
And I'm too perfect till I show you that I'm not 

A thousand people I could be for you 
                         D7M 
And you hate the fucking lot 
                      E 
You hate the fucking lot 
                     D7M 
You hate the fucking lot 
        E 
Hey, hey 


Verso 2:
D                                 E 
It's taking you ages, still don't   get the hint 

I'm not asking for pages 
                                  D 
But one text or two would be nice, and please 

Don't pull those faces 
       E 
When I,  I've been out working my ass off all day 
                                D 
It's just one bottle of wine or two 

But hey, you can't even talk 
                                E 
You smoke weed just to help you sleep 

Then why you're out getting stoned at four o'clock? 
                            D 
And then you come home to me and don't say hello 
               E                                     D7M 
'Cause I got high again and forgot to fold my clothes 


D7M                                            E 
'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean 
                                                         D7M 
You told me: Get a job, then you ask where the hell I've been 
                                       E 
And I'm too perfect till I open my big mouth 
                                D7M 
I want to be me, is that not allowed? 
                                             E 
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb 
                                                    D7M 
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month 
                                             E 
And I'm too perfect till I show you that I'm not 

A thousand people I could be for you 
                         D7M 
And you hate the fucking lot 
                      E 
You hate the fucking lot 
                     D7M 
You hate the fucking lot 


( D7M  E ) 
( D7M  E ) 
( D7M  E ) 


    D7M                                          E 
Ooh, and I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean 
                                                         D7M 
You told me: Get a job, then you ask where the hell I've been 
                                       E 
And I'm too perfect till I open my big mouth 
                                D7M 
I want to be me, is that not allowed? 
                                             E 
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb 
                                                    D7M 
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month 
                                             E 
And I'm too perfect till I show you that I'm not 

A thousand people I could be for you 
                         D7M 
And you hate the fucking lot 
                      E 
You hate the fucking lot 
                     D7M 
You hate the fucking lot 
                      E 
You hate the fucking lot 
                      D7M 
You hate the fucking lot
 

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