Come On Guys

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Love how you disappear, if I need 
you
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You're sleeping, I get that, I 
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want you to know that I try
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[Verse 1]
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To figure out, where I'm going
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And where I'm sleeping, and how 
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much emotion is showing
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And one can only imagine the 
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things that you think of
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I want to see the country, without
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 goodbyes
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But I can't afford that, so fuck 
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my life


[Chorus]
    A                           
And all these guessing games and 
they all just feel the same and I'm 
 Dmaj7
sorry
A                             Dmaj7
 When did I leave the seventh grade?
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    A                            
You feel sick, I'm tired, I don't 
                   Dmaj7
even know what to say
   A                               
My words can't make my problems go 
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away


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
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You say I lose things, that I 
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can't find
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There's no more covers, left to 
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hide in
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You say I'm lazy, incompetent, I'm 
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always too tired to try
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Everyone's stuck, living their 
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"skewed up version of life"
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And now I have a job, and Bobby's 
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living in Tallahassee
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I wish I had tried more, I wish I 
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had tried more, I wish I had tried 
more


[Chorus]
    A                           
And all these guessing games and 
they all just feel the same and I'm 
 Dmaj7
sorry
A                              Dmaj7
 When did I stop thinking this way?
  A                                
I feel sick, I'm tired, I don't 
               Dmaj7
even know what to say
     A                             
Your words can't make my problems 
   Dmaj7
go away
    A                           
And all these guessing games and 
they all just feel the same and I'm 
 Dmaj7
sorry
A                             Dmaj7
 When do I stop feeling this way?
  A                                
I feel sick, you're tired, we don't
                   Dmaj7
 even know what to say
   A                               
My words can't make my problems go 
 Dmaj7
away


[Otro]
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