G | | | D | | | Am | | | C | \rightrepeat
G | D | Am | C | |||
I gave you a | hard | time, | I told you the | news. |
G | D | Am | C | |||
There’s no I’m- | sorrys, | ’cause there | ain’t | no ex | cuse. |
G | D | |
The things I’ve been | doing, |
Am | C | |
the things that I | say. |
G | D | Am | C | |||
The road to | ruin, | be | tween | you and | me. |
G | | | D | | | Am | | | C | \rightrepeat
G | D | |
My reasons for chea | ting, |
Am | C | |
I don’t know what to | say. |
G | D | Am | C | ||
Maybe it’s na | ture, | having | it’s | way. |
G | D | |
You know that I love | you, |
Am | C | |
but that’s easy to | say. |
G | D | ||
You’d make me proud | of | you, |
Am | C | |
if | you would | stay. |
Am | Em | |
I promised you sun | shine, |
G | D | ||
I promised you, you’d | be | all mine. |
Am | Em | |
Instead of the good | times, |
G | G | D | D | ||||
a | kil | ler came | and took your | heart | away. |
Am | Em | G | D | ||
I gave you | hard | times, baby! |
Am | Em | G | D | ||
I told you | truth | and lies |
Am | Em | G | D | ||
I gave you | hard | times, baby! |
Am | Em | G | ||
I told you | truth | and lies |
G | D | Am | C | ||
I was silly belie | vin’ | my lies could | last. |
G | D | Am | C | |||
’Cause sooner or la | ter, | the | rumo | ur would | spread. |
G | D | Am | C | ||
I often won | der | how | the things would | be, |
G | D | ||
if you hadn’t | found | out |
Am | C | ||
the truth about | that | girl and | me. |
Am | Em | |
Can’t promise you sun | shine, |
G | D | ||
Can’t promise you, you’ll | be | all mine. |
Am | Em | |
I’ll try to be ho | nest. |
G | G | D | D | |||
Unlike | the first the time | it won’t | slip | my | mind. |
G | | | D | | | Am | | | C | \rightrepeat
Am | Em | G | C | ||
I gave you | hard | times. |
Am | Em | G | C | ||
I told you | truth | and lies. |
Am | Em | |||
I gave you | hard | times, I gave you | hard | times, |
G | C | |||
I gave you | hard | times! |
Am | Em | G | ||
I told you | truth | and lies. |
G | D | |
I look out the win | dow, |
Am | C | |
I | watch the street kids | grow. |
G | C | Am | C | |||
Life | was so ea | sy | when | I | was that | old. |
G | D | Am | C | ||
There | were no | lies | and no things to be | told, |
G | D | Am | C | |||
just | lulla | bies | and | time | to grow | old. |