C G Is it my imagination? Am Is it something that I'm taking? F All the smiles that I'm faking "Everything is great Everything is fucking great" C G Going out every weekend Am Staring at the stars or the ceiling F Hollywood friends, gotta see them Such a good time I believe it this time C Tuesday night G Glazed over eyes Am F Just one more pint or five Does it even matter anyway? C G We're dancing on tables Am And I'm off my face F With all of my people C And it couldn't get better they say G We're singing 'til last call Am And it's all out of tune F Should be laughing, but there's something wrong Fm And it hits me when the lights go on Shit, maybe I miss you G Just like that and I'm sober Am I'm asking myself: Is it over? F Maybe I was lying when I told you "Everything is great Everything is fucking great" C G And all of these thoughts and the feelings Am Cheers to that if you don't need them F I've been checking my phone all evening Such a good time I believe it this time C Tuesday night G Glazed over eyes Am F Just one more pint or five Does it even matter anyway? C G We're dancing on tables Am And I'm off my face F With all of my people C And it couldn't get better, they say G We're singing 'til last call Am And it's all out of tune F Should be laughing, but there's something wrong Fm And it hits you when the lights go on Shit, maybe I miss you C G Now I'm asking my friends how to say, "I'm sorry" G Am They say: Lad, give it time, there's no need to worry Am And we can't even be on the phone now F And can't even be with you alone now C Oh how, shit changes G Am We were in love,now we're strangers When I feel it coming up, I just throw it all away G Get another two shots 'cause it doesn't matter anyway C G We're dancing on tables Am And I'm off my face F With all of my people C And it couldn't get better they say G We're singing 'til last call Am And it's all out of tune F Should be laughing, but there's something wrong Fm And it hits you when the lights go on C G We're dancing on tables Am And I'm off my face F With all of my people C And it couldn't get better, they say G We're singing 'til last call Am And it's all out of tune F Should be laughing, but there's something wrong Fm And it hits you when the lights go on Shit, maybe I miss you