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You're probably Asippin' lemonade and Dreading Hemingway
Underneath that Atree out back in Dthat same house
Where all Athat love was Dmade A D
I'm Asinkin' down on Dsome corduroy couch
Empty Abottles all around,D quarter after two
And I'm stillA tryin'D to start my dAay D
Maybe I Ashould call you up Dright out of the blue
Maybe Ayou'll pick up and Dmaybe I'll get through thisA time
Cause all DI wanna tell you is you were right A D
And I miss Gyou D
A-D A-D
and I'm sick of me too
AMy wandering eye,D my little white lies
All the Ahell I've raised
All the Dtimes I made you Acry Dlike rain A D
Tired of Alookin' at myself, Dwishin' I was someone else
Tired of Anothin' to lose,D tired of nothin' left
I've been Athinkin' lately, maybe Dit's time to changeA D
Maybe AI should call you up Dright out of the blue
Maybe Ayou'll pick up and Dmaybe I'll get through this Atime
Cause all DI wanna tell you is you were rightA D
I miss Gyou D
A-D A-D
and I'm sick of me too
A-D A-D
I wanna be your DeveryAthing, not just a bad DmemoAry
I'd rather be your Dsweet Adream come Dtrue
A-D A-D
I'm sick of me too
Maybe AI should call you up Dright out of the blue
Maybe Ayou'll pick up and Dmaybe I'll get through this Atime
Cause all DI wanna tell you is you were rightA D
Maybe AI should call you up Dright out of the blue
Maybe Ayou'll pick up and Dmaybe I'll get through this Atime
Cause all DI wanna tell you is you were rightA D
I miss Gyou D
A-D A-D
and I'm sick of me too
Yeah I'm sick of me
I'm sick of me too
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