Verse 1:
Ab
Yeah you must think you're funny
                    Fm7
Calling him at 10 o'clock
 
You think he thinks you're pretty
 
I can guarantee he does not
Ab
I know you see me
                                   Fm7
Do you think that you can win this game?
 
Verse 2:
Ab
Yeah you must think you're so attractive
                    Fm7
When you're playing dumb
 
The only thing you're showing him
                          Ab
Is how desperate you've become
 
I hope you trip over the boundaries
                    Fm7
That you step right over
 
Pre-chorus:
                 Db
But go ahead and shoot your shot
Eb
BG#y let me know how it goes
     Db                  Eb
Know him better than you thought
 
And I think you should know
 
Chorus:
                Ab
You're his apocalyptic crush
                   Fm7
He'd like you only if there was
               Db
No one left on Earth
                       Eb
BG#e I'm sorry if that hurts
                    Ab
But he's mine until then
                Ab
You're his apocalyptic crush
                     Fm7
If we all died you'd be the one
                             Db
Who'd get to kiss him in the ashes
                     Eb
So hey, what are the chances
             Db
Of World War 3?
                        Eb
'Cause he's never gonna like you
              Ab
Like he likes me
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