Dumb For You

C – Bm – Em - Em  2x


- Verse 1 -

C              Bm           Em
I am just a man on my own

C                Bm     Em
Tryin' find a place I belong

C                    Bm
I don't want your money

        Em
I don't need no fancy clothes

C                     Bm         
I'd rather be with you when I am 
         Em
broke

        C               Bm      Em
Cause you use me just a little bit

             C              Bm 
You try to confuse me when we're 
          Em
intimate

                C             
You'd rather accuse me but I'm 
Bm       Em
innocent

                C       Bm  
I'm not gonna lose sleep over 
         Em
sentiment


- Chorus -

        C               Bm        
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving
  Em
 you

        C               Bm        
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for 
    Em
trusting you

        C               Bm     
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm 
             Em
done with you

             C         Bm         
Cause ain't no one, one, one that 
     Em
can fuck with you


- Verse 2 -

C                       Bm       
They callin' me the people's 
   Em
champ

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C                       Bm      Em
But everything you do is a sham

C               Bm              Em
I'd rather just hang with my friends

Sometimes I think that things will 
     C
change

          Em
And then I land in your bed

        C                      
And it don't feel like it's the 
 Bm
first time

        Em
You're everything I want and you're 
not mine

C                       Bm
You keep saying I can live without 
them

Em
I say put your money where your 
mouth is

C                              Bm
Come back to me when it feels right

Em
Kiss me so hard you make me fight

C                   Bm           
One more time, just one more 
           Em
time, just one more time


- Chorus -

        C               Bm        
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving
  Em
 you

        C               Bm        
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for 
  Em
trusting you

        C               Bm     
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm 
             Em
done with you

             C         Bm         
Cause ain't no one, one, one that 
     Em
can fuck with you


- Verse 3 -

C
Real talk, I'm the white boy to you 
Wes Snipes

Em
I'm East Coast but it's all love on 
the Westside

C
Your girlfriend is a close friend of
 my bedside

Em
She want Ds, and I ain't talking the
 breast size

C
Everybody in the club getting 
reckless

Em
You go home at midnight, we stay up 
till breakfast

C
I cash checks and you cancel them

Em
You make calls but there ain't 
nobody answering

C
I want a smart girl who gives brains
 like it's charity

Em
Every night a Friday night, me and 
Lyla Garrity

C
On another level, ain't nobody that 
compare to me

G#m
These bitches going dumb, trying to 
marry me


- Chorus - 2x

        C               Bm        
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving
  Em
 you

        C               Bm        
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for 
  Em
trusting you

        C               Bm     
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm 
             Em
done with you

             C         Bm         
Cause ain't no one, one, one that 
     Em
can fuck with you