Tom: G
G D
Don't you blame me if I get carried away
C G
I don't like fucking boys who need to know what to say
D
When there's silence in the room
G D
We're all pining for that modern day man
C G
He's really a star, got the crowd going wild in the stands
D C
On a Saturday night, at the home field
[Chorus]
C G D C
I won't feel anything when you leave me for dead
C G D
I won't do anything, like that hole in your goddamned head
C
I knew I was ready to stop going steady
G D
When the home team was losing twenty to one
C
I don't really give a shit about the score on the score board
Please Lord! Please Lord! Please Lord!
[Interlude]
G D C G D
[Verse 2]
G D
Don't you blame me if I don't answer my phone
C G
I don't like fucking boys who need to know what to do
D
When there's no one else home
G D
We're all pining for that modern day girl
C G
She's really a star, got the crowd just jumping for joy
D C
On a Saturday night, at the home field
[Chorus]
C G D C
I won't feel anything when you leave me for dead
C G D
I won't do anything, like that hole in your goddamned head
C
I knew I was ready to stop going steady
G D
When the home team was losing twenty to one
C
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 listen
C G
To the news on the cable tv
