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[Intro] D E D E [Primera Parte]
D You know I'm impatient
E So why would you Leave me waiting outside the station? When it was like minus four degrees and I
D I get what you're saying
E I just really Don't want to hear it right now Can you shut up for like once in
D your life? Listen to me I took your nice words of advice
E about How you think I'm gonna die Lucky if I turned thirty three
D Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney
E Every other week But cut me some slack
D Who do you want me to be? [Estribillo]
D 'Cause I'm too messy
E And then I'm too fucking clean You told me, "Get a job"
D And you ask where the hell I've been And I'm too perfect
E 'Til I open my big mouth I want to be me
D Is that not allowed? And I'm too clever
E And then I'm too fucking dumb You hate it when I cry
D Unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect
E 'Til I show you that I'm not
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A thousand people I could be for you
D And you hate the fucking lot [Post-Refrão]
E You hate the fucking lot
D You hate the fucking lot
E Hey, hey [Segunda Parte]
D It's taking you ages
E You still don't get the hint I'm not asking for pages But one text or two would be nice
D And please, don't pull those faces
E When I've been Out working my arse off all day
D It's just one bottle of wine or two But hey, you can't even talk You smoke weed just to help you
E sleep Then why you're out Getting stoned at four o'clock
D And then you come home to me And don't say hello
E 'Cause I got high again
D And forgot to fold my clo__othes [Estribillo]
D 'Cause I'm too messy
E And then I'm too fucking clean You told me, "Get a job"
D And you ask where the hell I've been And I'm too perfect
E 'Til I open my big mouth I want to be me
D Is that not allowed? And I'm too clever
E And then I'm too fucking dumb You hate it when I cry
D Unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect
E 'Til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you
D And you hate the fucking lot [Puente]
E You hate the fucking
D You hate the fucking lot
( E D E D E ) [Estribillo]
D Oh, and I'm too messy
E And then I'm too fucking clean You told me, "Get a job"
D And you ask where the hell I've been And I'm too perfect
E 'Til I open my big mouth I want to be me
D Is that not allowed? And I'm too clever
E And then I'm too fucking dumb You hate it when I cry
D Unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect
E 'Til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you
D And you hate the fucking lot [Final]
E You hate the fucking lot
D You hate the fucking lot
E You hate the fucking lot
D You hate the fucking lot
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Composición: Lola Young y Conor Dickinson

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