I took a pill in I (Bb5)sing er za

to show A (Fsus)vi cii I was (F)cool.

And when I fi n’lly got tim ers ’cause my ten years re old er, but a (Bb)f**k it, it was some thin’ to do.

And I I’m liv in’ out in (Bb5)L.

A.;

I drive a (F)soon as the just to prove

I’m a (Eb)real ’em big ball er, ’cause I made a mil lion dol lars and I (Bb)spend it on girls o and shoes.

But you don’t wan na be (Gm7)high like me, nev er real ly know in’ (F)why, like me.

You don’t nev er wan na (Eb)step off that roll er coast er and be all a lone.

And you don’t wan na ride the (Gm7)bus like this, nev er know in’ who to (F)trust, like this.

You don’t wan na be (Eb)stuck up on that stage sing in’, stuck up on that stage sing in’, (Bb)“All

I know

are sad songs,

sad songs.”

Dar ling, all

I know

are sad songs,

sad songs.

I’m just a (Bb5)sing er za

to who al (Fsus)read y blew his (F)shot.

I get a long with old tim ers ’cause my ten years re old er, but a (Bb)pop it, song was peo ple for got.

And I can’t liv keep out a (Bb5)girl, no;

I ’cause as (F)soon as the sun comes up,

I’m I (Eb)cut ’em all loose, er, and I work’s a my ex cuse; lars but the (Bb)truth is I girls o and up.

Now, you don’t wan na be (Gm7)high like me, nev er real ly know in’ (F)why, like me.

You don’t nev er wan na (Eb)step off that roll er coast er and be all a lone.

And you don’t wan na ride the (Gm7)bus like this, nev er know in’ who to (F)trust, like this.

You don’t wan na be (Eb)stuck up on that stage sing in’, stuck up on that stage sing in’, (Bb)“All

I know

are sad songs,

sad songs.”

Dar ling, all

I know

are sad songs,

sad songs.

I’m just a

I took a plane to my (Bb)home

town;

I brought my (Fsus)pride and my gui (F)tar.

Well, my (Eb)friends are all gone, but there’s man i cured lawns, and the (Bb)peo ple still think I’m a star.

I walked a round down town;

I met some (Fsus)fans on La fay (F)ette.

They said, (Eb)“Tell us how to make it ’cause we’re get tin’ real im pa tient.” So I (Bb)looked ’em in the eye and said, “You don’t wan na be (Gm7)high like me, nev er real ly know in’ (F6)why, like me.

You don’t nev er wan na (Ebmaj9)step off that roll er coast er and be all a lone.

And you don’t wan na ride the (Gm7)bus like this, nev er know in’ who to (F6)trust, like this.

You don’t wan na be (Ebmaj9)stuck up on that stage sing in’, stuck up on that stage sing in’, (Bb)‘All

that I know

are sad songs,

sad songs.’”

Dar ling, all

that I know

are sad songs,

sad

(Bb)songs.