[Intro]
D G A G
[Verse]
D
I traced it back to a couple months before I was born
G
I must’ve heard my momma tell my daddy
A
That she was tired, ‘cause babies make you tired, but
G A
Deep down she was just unhappy
D
I think my father did the best that he could do
G
He rarely made it to the dinner table
A
Said he was working late
But he was working late
G A
Fogging up the windows of an ’89 Sable
[Chorus]
A
I, I
G
I learned to cry
A
Quietly, I learned to pray
Bm A G
Silently, inside a house where the Devil played
A
And I, I
G
Hate that it runs in my blood
A
I hate how easy it comes
Bm A G
I wish I learned how to love the same way I
A G
Learn to Lie
[Verse]
D
I learned to sing to Carole King on the radio
G
I learned to shoot on a little Red Ryder
A D
I can drive a stick, and in a pinch
G A
I can pop a bottle with a cigarette lighter
[Chorus]
A
I, I
G
Learned to cry
A
Quietly, I learned to pray
Bm A G
Silently, inside a house where the Devil played
A
And I, I
G
Hate that it runs in my blood
A
I hate how easy it comes
Bm A G
I wish I learned how to love the same way I
A
Learn to Lie
[Instrumental]
Bm G A
Bm G
[Break]
A
And I, I
G
I learned to say things I don’t mean
A
Like “Stay” when I want you to leave
Bm
And when you don’t come home or call
A G
And I swear I don’t mind
[Chorus]
A
I, I
G
Hate that I know how it’s done
A
When a moment just like this one comes
Bm A G
I just go numb and play dumb and look you in the eye
A G
And lie
A G
Oh, and lie
[Outro/Instrumental/Solo]
Bm G Bm G Bm A G
Bm A G A
Bm A G A
Bm A G
[Intro]
D G A G
[Verse]
D
I traced it back to a couple months before I was born
G
I must’ve heard my momma tell my daddy
A
That she was tired, ‘cause babies make you tired, but
G A
Deep down she was just unhappy
D
I think my father did the best that he could do
G
He rarely made it to the dinner table
A
Said he was working late
But he was working late
G A
Fogging up the windows of an ’89 Sable
[Chorus]
A
I, I
G
I learned to cry
A
Quietly, I learned to pray
Bm A G
Silently, inside a house where the Devil played
A
And I, I
G
Hate that it runs in my blood
A
I hate how easy it comes
Bm A G
I wish I learned how to love the same way I
A G
Learn to Lie
[Verse]
D
I learned to sing to Carole King on the radio
G
I learned to shoot on a little Red Ryder
A D
I can drive a stick, and in a pinch
G A
I can pop a bottle with a cigarette lighter
[Chorus]
A
I, I
G
Learned to cry
A
Quietly, I learned to pray
Bm A G
Silently, inside a house where the Devil played
A
And I, I
G
Hate that it runs in my blood
A
I hate how easy it comes
Bm A G
I wish I learned how to love the same way I
A
Learn to Lie
[Instrumental]
Bm G A
Bm G
[Break]
A
And I, I
G
I learned to say things I don’t mean
A
Like “Stay” when I want you to leave
Bm
And when you don’t come home or call
A G
And I swear I don’t mind
[Chorus]
A
I, I
G
Hate that I know how it’s done
A
When a moment just like this one comes
Bm A G
I just go numb and play dumb and look you in the eye
A G
And lie
A G
Oh, and lie
[Outro/Instrumental/Solo]
Bm G Bm G Bm A G
Bm A G A
Bm A G A
Bm A G
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