Verse 1:
A                         Am
There’s a billion people on this planet that

you could bother but for some reason you chose me


A                               D          
I wish I could give you the attention that 
     Am
you ordered but I just don’t have the energy
 

                                     A
And maybe I’m the one who’s being over dramatic but I don’t think so
                 D           Am
I do know for a fact though that you’re a definite coward, 

and I think it might be time for you to go
 
Chorus:
Am
You’re a sour little boy with a fragile masculinity. 

You saw me as your toy now that I’m not you abuse me
Am
You’re a sour little boy absolutely no fun. 

You saw me as your toy now that I’m not you throw a Tantrum
 
When life gives you lemons you don’t make lemonade, 

you use them to make girls cry
                            A           
You take those lemons, no sugar at all, 
           G
and you squirt them right into her eyes.
A
When life gives you lemons you don’t make lemonade, 

you use them to make girls cry
                                        
You take those lemons, no sugar at all, 
          Am                    A
and you squirt them right into her eyes.
A
When life gives you lemons you don’t make lemonade, 

you use them to make girls cry
A
You take those lemons, no sugar at all, 

and you squirt them right into her eyes.
 
Verse 2:
Am
I’ve tried to remain patient with your stupid 

shenanigans but you’ve given me no other choice
 
You tried to knock me over by acting like you’re 

above me and pretending that I don’t have a voice
 
                         A
And I don’t want to encourage your abusive 

behavior but I just can’t let you win
Am
I’m legitimately tired of being walked all over by 

these insecure babies who think that they’re men
 
Chorus:
 
You’re a sour little boy with a fragile masculinity. 

You saw me as your toy now that I’m not you abuse me
                                            
You’re a sour little boy absolutely no fun. 
                    A                   Am
You saw me as your toy now that I’m not you throw a tantrum
 
 Am
When life gives you lemons you don’t make lemonades, 

you use them to make girls cry
Am
You take those lemons, no sugar at all, 

and you squirt them right into her eyes. 
 
Outro:

l e m o n s (x4)
 
Sour little boy
 
Fragile masculinity
 
Ahh
 
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