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G Don't you blame me if I getD carried awayC I don't like fucking boys who needG to know what to sayD When there's silence in the roomG We're all pining for that modernD day manC He's really a star, got the crowdG going wild in the standsD On a Saturday night, at the homeC field [Chorus]C G I won't feel anything when youD C leave me for deadC G I won't do anything, like thatD hole in your goddamned headC I knew I was ready to stop going steadyG D When the home team was losing twenty to oneC I don't really give a shit about the score on the score boardContinúa después del anuncioPlease Lord! Please Lord! Please Lord! [Interlude]G D C G D [Verse 2]G Don't you blame me if I don'tD answer my phoneC I don't like fucking boys who needG to know what to doD When there's no one else homeG We're all pining for that modernD day girlC She's really a star, got the crowdG just jumping for joyD On a Saturday night, at the homeC field [Chorus]C G I won't feel anything when youD C leave me for deadC G I won't do anything, like thatD hole in your goddamned headC I knew I was ready to stop going steadyG When the home team was losing twentyD to oneC I don't really give a shit about the score on the score board Please Lord! Please Lord! Please Lord!Cmaj7 I don't wanna talk about love I don't wanna talk about us I don't wanna sit at the kitchen table You talk and I listenC G To the news on the cable tv