Casual

 C                  Dm7
My friends call me a loser
Am               F
'Cause I'm still hanging Around
C          Dm7
I've heard so many rumors
Am                            F
That I'm just a girl that you bang on your couch
C              Dm7
I thought you thought of me better
Am      F
Someone you couldn't lose
C          Dm7
You said, "We're not together"
Am                          F
So now when we kiss, I have anger issues

[Pré-Refrão]

G                F
You said, "Baby, no attachment"
But we're

[Refrão]

C              Dm7                          Am
Knee deep in the passenger seat, and you're eating me out
        F
Is it casual now?
C                   Dm7                   Am
Two weeks, and your mom invites me to her house on Long Beach
        F
Is it casual now?
C                         Dm7
I know what you tell your friends
Am                   F
It's casual, if it's casual now
C                      Dm7
Then, baby, get me off again
Am                   F
If it's casual, it's casual now

C            Dm7
Dumb love, I love being stupid
C                F
Dream of us in a year
C          Dm7
Maybe we'd have an apartment
Am                            F
And you'd show me off to your friends at the píer

[Pré-Refrão]

G              F
I know, "Baby, no attachment"
But we're

[Refrão]

C                Dm7                        Am
Knee deep in the passenger seat, and you're eating me out
      F
Is it casual now?
C                  Dm7                    Am
Two weeks, and your mom invites me to her house on Long Beach
        F
Is it casual now?
C                         Dm7
I know what you tell your friends
Am              F
It's casual, if it's casual now
C                       Dm7
Then, baby, get me off again
Am                     F
If it's casual, it's casual now

[Ponte]

G               F
It's hard being casual
         Am                F
When my favorite bra lives in your dresser
G                   F
And it's hard being casual
       Am                     F
When I'm on the phone talking down your sister
G                   F
And I try to be the chill girl
     Am                   F
That holds her tongue and gives you space
G               F
I try to be the chill girl
    Am            Fm
But honestly, I'm not

   C           Dm7                Am                   F
Knee-deep in the passenger seat and you're eating me out
  C             Dm7                     Am              F
Two weeks and your mom invites me to her Long Beach house
C                         Dm7    Am  F
I know what you tell your friends
C                Dm7  Am     F
Baby, get me off again

C                            Dm7
I fucked you in the bathroom when we went to dinner
Am                         F
Your parents at the table, you wonder why I'm bitter
C                              Dm7
Bragging to your friends I get off when you hit it
 Am                           F
I hate to tell the truth, but I'm sorry, dude, you didn't
C                         Dm7                 Am        F
I hate that I let this drag on so long, now I hate myself
C                             Dm7               Am        F
I hate that I let this drag on so long, you can go to hell