[Verse 1]
G
Andrew, I feel weird about you now
Bm A
Don’t laugh at my life
D G
You’re no better than I
F#m G
I wanna reach right in
F#m G
Wanna get under your skin
A D
And mess with you
G
I hope that you let your shoulders down
Bm A D G
Forget that ex girl you sometimes see around
F#m G
Want you to lift that pout
F#m G
Want you to chill the hell out
A D
And get unwound
[Chorus]
G
You’re in a fog of ambition
A D
You’re going to wear yourself thin
G
Told me you woke up crying
A D
With crawling skin
G A D
You’re a man of rigour and discipline
F#m G
And still you woke up crying
[Verse 2]
G
You look good but there’s something in your throat
Bm A
You do your hair right
D G
You got the pretty girl’s vote
F#m G
I want you to roll out of bed
F#m G
I wanna muss up your head
A D
And rumple your coat
G
Andrew, when we locked eyes at the bar
Bm A D G
I knew in my head it wasn’t going far
F#m G F#m G
Still you make me sad like an undergrad
A D
With a guitar
[Chorus]
G
You’re in a fog of ambition
A D
You’re going to wear yourself thin
G
Told me you woke up crying
A D
With crawling skin
G A D
You’re a man of rigour and discipline
F#m G
And still you woke up crying
G A D
You’re waving these flags and they look pretty drab
G A D
I’ve exhausted all my charm short of being bad
G
I’m standing in the doorway now
A D
I’m going to catch a cab
F#m
I guess I’ll see you sometime
[Verse 1]
G
Andrew, I feel weird about you now
Bm A
Don’t laugh at my life
D G
You’re no better than I
F#m G
I wanna reach right in
F#m G
Wanna get under your skin
A D
And mess with you
G
I hope that you let your shoulders down
Bm A D G
Forget that ex girl you sometimes see around
F#m G
Want you to lift that pout
F#m G
Want you to chill the hell out
A D
And get unwound
[Chorus]
G
You’re in a fog of ambition
A D
You’re going to wear yourself thin
G
Told me you woke up crying
A D
With crawling skin
G A D
You’re a man of rigour and discipline
F#m G
And still you woke up crying
[Verse 2]
G
You look good but there’s something in your throat
Bm A
You do your hair right
D G
You got the pretty girl’s vote
F#m G
I want you to roll out of bed
F#m G
I wanna muss up your head
A D
And rumple your coat
G
Andrew, when we locked eyes at the bar
Bm A D G
I knew in my head it wasn’t going far
F#m G F#m G
Still you make me sad like an undergrad
A D
With a guitar
[Chorus]
G
You’re in a fog of ambition
A D
You’re going to wear yourself thin
G
Told me you woke up crying
A D
With crawling skin
G A D
You’re a man of rigour and discipline
F#m G
And still you woke up crying
G A D
You’re waving these flags and they look pretty drab
G A D
I’ve exhausted all my charm short of being bad
G
I’m standing in the doorway now
A D
I’m going to catch a cab
F#m
I guess I’ll see you sometime
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