[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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