Intro
Dm7
I'mmmmmm Lovesick 
     Am
and I'm Sick of this love game an' 
    C                      G
am Tired of hearing, I'm the one to blame


Dm7 Am C G
woaaaah! Yeah!

Chorus x2
Dm7
I'm lovesick an' I'm Sick of this love game,
Am
I'm tired of hearing am the one to blame an' 
C
I'm sick of you telling me to go and get dressed 
G
As if i'm the man your hear to impress


Single strum for the next few!

Dm7
I was crumbled, like apple pie
         Am
When you left my flat only wearin' a goodbye
C
In your bag of my raplh lorenzo's
G
On your feet were my brand new work out reeboks.


Dm7
You turn a smile, then come to bed eyes
Am
But all I could think of was all them pork pies
C
You kept on telling me night after night
G
Then you janced up your knickers after every fight



Dm7
Can we go on with this, this is something to teach
Am
That the little kids who I'm trying to reach
C
Whoever said Romance is dead was born to preach
G
Because my grandparents used to ballroom dance on Brighton beach



Dm7
An' all you know is the Migrane skank  an'
Am
All you do is give me a Migrane You skank an'
C
I'm sure I'll be happy with a tommy tanka' 
G
At least I'd have more money in the banka'


Chorus x2
Dm7
I'm lovesick an' I'm Sick of this love game,
Am
I'm tired of hearing am the one to blame an' 
C
I'm sick of you telling me to go and get dressed 
G
As if i'm the man your hear to impress

Verse
Dm7
Now I aint saying that the xxx weren't great
Am
I'm just sayin' your beggining to grate 
C
On my mind and i can't keep living this life 
G
Sometimes I feel like i don't even try


Dm7
Not that your even noticing me
Am
Creaming on any given possibility
C
Screaming like from hercules times when you look up
G
Bum to see my calvin klein's though 

Dm7
Lets just let By gones be by gones
Am
An' I'll just let my songs be my songs
C
Go down the pub and watch the football I've missed
G
Can we please just end this with a hersheys kiss!?



chorus x4
Dm7
I'm lovesick an' I'm Sick of this love game,
Am
I'm tired of hearing am the one to blame an' 
C
I'm sick of you telling me to go and get dressed 
G
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