Intro C C C Cmaj7 C Cmaj7C Cmaj7Verse 1:
C In my stupid way Cmaj7 I was too cynical C You went all the way Cmaj7 You had ?come on!? your face F And I told you F That I would fall In love with youPre-Chorus
F Well we sat now F In the car And it was cold But then you saidC Cmaj7 I?m sick of going to fuckin? work C I?m sick of going to fuckin' work Cmaj7 I?m sick of going to fuckin' work F I?m sick of going to fuckin' work F I?m sick of going (to fuckin' work)C Cmaj7Verse 2:
C Call me better things Cmaj7 ?Til I know it?s true C They rub lotion on our face Cmaj7 ?Til we look good F And I will not go F I?ll close my eyes It?s not my vibePre-Chorus
F But they go now F And I was fucked F I got no sun Despite the heatOutro C C F F C C Fadd9 Fadd9 C CC Cmaj7 I?m sick of going to fuckin' work C I?m sick of going to fuckin' work Cmaj7 I?m sick of going to fuckin' work F I?m sick of going to fuckin' work F I?m sick of going (to fuckin' work)