[Intro] G C G Em7 D [Verse 1] C G You were once my rock, now I'm rock bottom in your room Em7 D I broke down on the way, I guess that I already knew C G Trying not to punch the wheel like it's the other dude Em7 D Oh, I would have given everything I ever had to you C G Well, I'm sorry 'bout the timing, there's not much that I can say Em7 D Other than the fact I didn't think it would go down this way C G 'Cause watching him go down on you was not my plan today Em7 D Not sure what crushed my ego more, his perfect body or your face [Pre-Chorus] C G Now, somehow, I'm the one who feels embarrassed at the scene Em7 D When some guy has got his head further up your legs than your own jeans C G If I had come ten minutes later and his cum was on your sheets Em7 D At least you coulda told a lie I'd always half believe [Chorus] C G But, in my head, I like to think I'm not that kinda guy Em7 Bm7 But, instead, I stood there like a bitch about to cry C G And, in my head, I stormed the room and hit him from behind N.C. G* But, instead, I hit the road, you took a load G I hope he gave you peace of mind [Verse 2] C G Well, you said you'd always care, now you don't care enough to ask Em7 D But, if you're asking, Mom had cancer and my dad is still an ass C G And I've been looking for a therapist who won't dig up all my past Em7 D I'm scared she might make me realise we'd never last C G Well, you once called me home you're more into going out Em7 D 'Cause you ain't been home for weeks, and I should probably move out C G But I'm scared 'cause most our memories are all over this house Em7* D* Well, this must be rock bottom 'cause I'm crying in your blouse [Chorus] C G But, in my head, I like to think I'm not that kinda guy Em7 Bm7 But, instead, I stood there like a bitch about to cry C G And, in my head, I stormed the room and hit him from behind Em7 Bm7 But, instead, I hit the road, you took a load Bm7 I hope he gave you peace of [Bridge] C G Now I'm left here beating down the walls in my room Em7 Bm7 Funny, I used to lie here beating off to photographs of you C G Now I guess I have a reason I should get these off my phone N.C. D* G Since the friend I had in you is now the friend that takes you home [Chorus] C G But, in my head, I like to think I'm not that kinda guy Em7 Bm7 But, instead, I stood there like a bitch about to cry C G And, in my head, I stormed the room and hit him from behind Em7 Bm7 But, instead, I hit the road, you took a load C I hope he gave you peace of mind [Outro] G Peace of mind Em7 Bm7 Mind C Peace of mind G Peace of mind Em7 Bm7 G C Mind
You were once my rock Now I'm rock-bottom in your room I broke down on the way I guess that I already knew Trying not to punch the wheel like it's the other dude Oh I woulda given everything I ever had to you Well, I'm sorry 'bout the timing There's not much that I can say Other than the fact I didn't think it would go down this way 'Cause watching him go down on you was not my plan today Not sure what crushed my ego more, his perfect body or your face Now somehow I'm the one who feels embarrassed at the scene When some guy has got his head further up your legs than your own jeans If I had come ten minutes later and his cum was on your sheets At least you could have told a lie I'd always half-believe But in my head I like to think I'm not that kinda guy But instead I stood there like a bitch about to cry And in my head I stormed the room and hit him from behind But instead I hit the road And you took a load I hope he gave you peace of mind Well, you said you'd always care Now you don't care enough to ask But if you're asking, mom had cancer And my dad is still an ass And I've been looking for a therapist who won't dig up all my past I'm scared that she might make me realise we'd never last But you once called me home Guess you're more into going out 'Cause you ain't been home for weeks And I should probably move out But I'm scared 'cause most our memories are all over this house Well, this must be rock-bottom 'cause I'm crying in your blouse But in my head I like to think I'm not that kinda guy But instead I stood there like a bitch about to cry And in my head I stormed the room and hit him from behind But instead I hit the road And you took a load I hope he gave you peace of Now I'm left here beating down the walls in my room Funny, I used to lie here beating off to photographs of you Now I guess I have a reason I should get these off my phone Since the friend I had in you is now the friend that takes you home But in my head I like to think I'm not that kinda guy But instead I stood there like a bitch about to cry And in my head I stormed the room and hit him from behind But instead I hit the road And you took a load I hope he gave you peace of mind Peace of mind Mind Peace of mind Peace of mind Mind
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