Em F
We sound great together, don't we?
G
You gotta admit
Em F
We sound better when we're playing and singing a song
G
You gotta admit
Em F
That we work better when we're distracted by ourselves
G
I've gotta admit
Em F G
That I feel better when I don't see you around
[Interlude]
Em F G
Woah, oh, oh
Em F
Woah, oh, oh
[Verse 2]
G
You've gotta admit
Em F
This ukelele sounds real shitty
G
I've gotta admit
Em F
I'm using your Beatles guitar pick you gave me, years ago
N.C. G
You've got to admit
N.C. Em N.C. F N.C.
That it was better when I was sixteen and had my doubts
N.C. G
You gotta admit
N.C. Em N.C. Dm N.C. F G
That you only like me when your dick is in my mouth
[Outro]
Em F
Woah, oh, oh
G
We don't work anymore!
Em F
Oh, oh, oh
G
Left your shit at the door
Em F
Woah, oh, oh
G
Cause we don't work anymore
Em F
Oh, oh, oh
C
Left your shit at the door
