Intro: | Ebm | B | Gb | Gb |

Verse 1:
Ebm                              B
No one ever really likes me for more than just a couple weeks
         Gb                       Gb
and I'll push and push until you leave.
    Ebm                              B
And if you try 'n stick around I'll try my best to let you down
      Gb               Gb
until you get sick of me.
Ebm                            B
I hate having friends, I just bend and bend and bend
               Gb                  Gb
them 'til they break. I guess I'm fake.

Chorus:
Ebm                                B
You're not gonna stick around for more than just a couple rounds
   Gb          Gb
of this xxxx.
Ebm                                   B
People pack their bags and leave and say they just need time to breathe
      Gb                    Gb                    (D#m)
but I knew the truth, that you'd get tired of me too.

Interlude: | Ebm | B | Gb | Gb |

Verse 2:
Ebm                                      B
My feelings ain't hurt, that's just the way this cycle works,
         Gb               Gb
it never changes, that's fine.
    Ebm                           B
But if I said I don't get lonely   from time to time
        Gb     Gb
I'd be lying. Say you won't get tired
       Ebm                                                  B
of the screaming, the crying, the fighting, the lying, the trying to push
                           Gb                 Gb
you away, then begging for you back the same day.

Chorus:
Ebm                                B
You're not gonna stick around for more than just a couple rounds
   Gb          Gb
of this xxxx.
Ebm                                   B
People pack their bags and leave and say they just need time to breathe
      Gb                    Gb                    (D#m)
but I knew the truth, that you'd get tired of me too.

Interlude: | Ebm | B | Gb | Gb |

Verse 3:
     Ebm                                   B
When all the Bridges have been burned and all the tables have been turned
   Gb                              Gb
by me, who will be left to leave? Just me.

End-Chorus:
Ebm                             B
No ones gonna stick around for more than just a couple rounds
      Gb             Gb
of my xxxx.. I know this.
Ebm                                   B
People pack their bags and leave cuz they just need some time
     Gb          Gb
from me, I know this.
         Ebm                 B
So, just leave, just leave,   save some time and
Gb                         Gb
leave, save some time for me.
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