Intro:

Dad's on the phone, and he's lecturing me

'Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen

It's never gonna work 'cause the puzzle won't piece

Verse 1:
             E
Head out the window

Sweat on my pillow
                     Dbm
It's been keeping me up at night

Guess this is what love feels like, alright
                E
Seems like your shoulder

Keeps getting colder
                 Dbm
But, babe, I was raised in the cold

Wish I could do what I'm told

Chorus:
Dbm          B               E         A
Dad's on the phone, and he's lecturing me
        Dbm          B             E      A
'Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen
     Dbm         B               E            A
It's never gonna work 'cause the puzzle won't piece

(Hey)

Dbm      B           E             A
Son of a gun, but I know that he's right
           Dbm         B          E          A
'Cause the girl that I love never treated me nice
Dbm              B       E               A
Writing's on the wall, I pretend I can't read
                  E
You're forgetting me

Verse 2:
          E
Losing my patience

Confusing the waitress
               Dbm
And asking her way too much

Like, "Why am I still in love?"
             E
Somebody who leaves me

Way too easy
                         Dbm
She said, "Honey, you'll be alright"

But she gets paid to be nice

Chorus:
Dbm          B               E         A
Dad's on the phone, and he's lecturing me
        Dbm          B             E      A
'Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen
     Dbm         B               E            A
It's never gonna work 'cause the puzzle won't piece

(Hey)

Dbm      B          E              A
Son of a gun, but I know that he's right
           Dbm         B          E          A
'Cause the girl that I love never treated me nice
Dbm              B       E               A
Writing's on the wall, I pretend I can't read

You're forgetting me

Solo (x3): Dbm B E A

A
Ooh, you're forgetting me

Interlude (x3): Dbm B E A

A
Oh, you're forgetting me

Chorus:
Dbm          B               E         A
Dad's on the phone, and he's lecturing me (e-e-ey)
        Dbm          B             E      A
'Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen
     Dbm         B               E            A
It's never gonna work 'cause the puzzle won't piece
A
Ooh, you're forgetting me
Dbm      B          E              A
Son of a gun, but I know that he's right (e-e-ey)
           Dbm         B          E          A
'Cause the girl that I love never treated me nice
Dbm              B       E               A
Writing's on the wall, I pretend I can't read
                  E
You're forgetting me
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