Annika Rose

Fuck You

Annika Rose


Tom: Ab

            G#                         C#
You said to kiss me, you'd have to be cruel
                        A#m              C#
But what do you call me laid out on the phone in your room?
                   G#                   C#
You said seein' me outside makes it too real
                       A#m              C#
But if that's what you want, what am I doin' right here?
 
[Pré-Refrão] 

                G#
You know you've found every way to get into me
          C#
Without actually trying to get into me
       A#m
If you think that it makes you a good guy
            C#
Honestly, I think it makes you the worst kind
 
[Refrão] 

        G#                   C#
So fuck you, your terrible excuse
                   A#m                        C#
Fuck you and your promises and the ones you'd never give
     G#                 C#
Fuck you, I win and you lose
                  A#m                        C#
Fuck you and your promises, all the ones you never meant

G#                      C#
How do you expect me to wish you away
       A#m                                       C#
When I know I'm gonna get a call from you at the end of the day?
      G#                                          C#
Don't compare me to sculptures in Paris when you won't even go meet my parents
A#m                                         C#
How can you do what you do and continue to think it's ok?
 
[Pré-Refrão] 

                 G#
You know you've found every way to get into me
         C#
Without actually trying to get into me
       A#m
If you think that it makes you a good guy
             C#
Honestly, I think it makes you the worst

        G#                 C#
So fuck you, your terrible excuse
                   A#m                        C#
Fuck you and your promises and the ones you'd never give
     G#                 C#
Fuck you, I win and you lose
                  A#m                        C#
Fuck you and your promises, all the ones you never meant
 
G#    C#
Woah, woah
A#m   C#
Woah, woah
            C#          F#m
So take my words, take what I say
              D#
And let them follow you down to your brain
          C#            F#m
Let lie again and walk away
              D#
But don't forget to somberly when I say
 
[Refrão] 

 G#                   C#
So fuck you, your terrible excuse
                   A#m                        C#
Fuck you and your promises and the ones you'd never give
     G#                 C#
Fuck you, I win and you lose
                  A#m                        C#
Fuck you and your promises, all the ones you never meant
 
G#    C#
Woah, woah
A#m   C#
Woah, woah
G#    C#
Woah, woah
A#m   C#
Woah, woah