A                         Am                     
There’s a billion people on this planet that you could 
                      F                    Am
bother but for some reason you chose me
A                               Am                     
I wish I could give you the attention that you ordered 
       F                      C
but I just don’t have the energy
       D                            Am                  F          Am
And maybe I’m the one who’s being over dramatic but I don’t think so
   A                                        Am             
I do know for a fact though that you’re a definite coward, 
       F                                 C
and I think it might be time for you to go

Chorus:
Am                    F                       C
You’re a sour little boy with a fragile masculinity.
Am                  F                         D       A
You saw me as your toy now that I’m not you abuse me
Am                    F              C
You’re a sour little boy absolutely no fun.
Am                  F                        D           Am
You saw me as your toy now that I’m not you throw a Tantrum
A                               F                        Am                     D
When life gives you lemons you don’t make lemonade, you use them to make girls cry
     A                     F                      Am                        D
You take those lemons, no sugar at all, and you squirt them right into our eyes.
A                               F                        Am                     D
When life gives you lemons you don’t make lemonade, you use them to make girls cry
     A                     F                      Am                        D
You take those lemons, no sugar at all, and you squirt them right into our eyes.
A                               F                        Am                     D
When life gives you lemons you don’t make lemonade, you use them to make girls cry
     A                     F                      Am                        D
You take those lemons, no sugar at all, and you squirt them right into our eyes.

Verse 2:
A                                       Am                
I’ve tried to remain patient with your stupid shenanigans 
             F                      Am
but you’ve given me no other choice
     A                           Am                       
You tried to knock me over by acting like you’re above me 
       C                           F
and pretending that I don’t have a voice
    D                               Am              
And I don’t want to encourage your abusive behavior 
      C                  F
but I just can’t let you win
 A                               Am                
I’m legitimately tired of being walked all over by 
        F                                    C
these insecure babies who think that they’re men

Chorus:
D         Am           F                      C        F
You’re a sour little boy with a fragile masculinity.
     Am             F                         C        D
You saw me as your toy now that I’m not you abuse me
          Am          F              C           F
You’re a sour little boy absolutely no fun.
     Am             F                        C           D
You saw me as your toy now that I’m not you throw a tantrum
A                               F                        Am                     D
When life gives you lemons you don’t make lemonade, you use them to make girls cry
     A                     F                      Am                        D
You take those lemons, no sugar at all, and you squirt them right into our eyes.
A                               F                        Am                     D
When life gives you lemons you don’t make lemonade, you use them to make girls cry
     A                     F                      Am                        D
You take those lemons, no sugar at all, and you squirt them right into our eyes.

Outro:
Am     F
(l-e-m-o-n-s)
C           F
Sour little boy
Am     F
(l-e-m-o-n-s)
 C
(l-e-m—)
             D
Fragile masculinity
Am     F
(l-e-m-o-n-s)
C       F
(l-e-m-)Ahhh
Am     F
(l-e-m-o-n-s)
C                        A
Squirt it right into our eyes
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