Fuckboy

Em D G C

Em                                D
You say we're friends and then we make out again
G            C
Wake up in my bed
Em            D
All the right questions come out so sensitive
G                      C
Then we get undressed
Em     G                      D
I know all the tricks up your sleeve
        C                  Em            G                 D          Am
Know all your moves in the sheets, ain't nothing I haven't seen


[Chorus]

                   Em
You ain't here for talking
                   D
You ain't here for laughing
          G                  C
I know anybody's hands would do
                  Em
You ain't here to listen
                   D
You don't want the real shit
                     G             C
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
              Em  D
A fuckboy boy too
G   C
Too
          Em   D
Just like you
  G           C
A fuckboy too


[Verse]

Em                       D
You got somebody in case I'm not around
G                        C
I've got a couple yeah

I've got a couple
Em                        D
Our conversation's always "hey oh you down?"
G
It ain't so subtle
C
Don't really care though
Em     G                      D
I know all the tricks up your sleeve
     C                     Em            G                 D
Know all your moves in the sheets, ain't nothing I haven't seen


[Chorus]

                   Em
You ain't here for talking
                   D
You ain't here for laughing
          G                  C
I know anybody's hands would do
                  Em
You ain't here to listen
                   D
You don't want the real shit
                     G             C
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
              Em  D
A fuckboy boy too
G   C
Too
          Em   D
Just like you
  G           C
A fuckboy too


[Bridge]

   Em
It takes one to know one
    G                     D                     Am
And nobody knows them the way that I know' em
   Em                        G                     D          Am
It takes one to know one and nobody knows them the way that I do


[Chorus]

                   Em
You ain't here for talking
                   D
You ain't here for laughing
          G                  C
I know anybody's hands would do
                  Em
You ain't here to listen
                   D
You don't want the real shit
                     G             C
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
              Em  D
A fuckboy boy too
G   C
Too
          Em   D
Just like you
  G           C
A fuckboy too