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D                     Bm
Oh my God, I'm such a terrible mess
    G
I'm turned on by the tabloids
          A
You would never have guessed
           D
That I'm a sucker for their gossip
       Bm
Man, I take it too far
G
I bottle up my Hollywood
    A
And watch 'em name their kids after cars


G
I'm finding me out
A
I'm having my doubts
Bm             G
I'm losing the best of me


      D                  A
We're all part of the same
             Bm
Sick little games
               G
And I need to get away, get away
D                 A
I'm wasting my days
              Bm
I throw them away
           G                         D   A   Bm   G
Losing it all on these sick little games


D                           Bm
I fell in love, she was the friend of a sister
   G                   A
Of somebody famous at least for a day
D                      Bm
Expensive habits and a taste for the town
       G
Had me chasin down red carpets
    A
And watching all my friends slip away


G
They're finding me out
A
I'm having my doubts
Bm             G
I'm losing the best of me
G
Dressed up as myself
A
To live in the shadow
Bm            G
Of who I'm supposed to be


D                       A
We're all part of the same
              Bm
Sick little games
              G
And I need to get away, get away
D                A
I'm wasting my days
              Bm
I throw them away
          G
Losing it all on these sick little games


Bm
If I play my cards right
G
I could make the big time
Bm                     A
I could be a reason to stare
Bm
Caught up in the spot light
G
Shaking from the stage fright
Bm               A
How did I end up here?


D                 A
All part of the same
             Bm
Sick little games
              G
And I need to get away, get away, get away, get away


D                       A
We're all part of the same
              Bm
Sick little games
               G
And I need to get away, get away
D                 A
I'm wasting my days
              Bm
I throw them away
          G
Losing it all on these sick little games


D                A
All part of the same
             Bm
Sick little games
              G
And I need to get away, get away, get away, get away
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  1. -2 is fun

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