All Time Low - Sick little games

^DOh my God, I'm such a ^Bmterrible mess I'm ^Gturned on by the tabloids You would ^Anever have guessed That I'm a ^Dsucker for their gossip Man, I ^Bmtake it too far ^GI bottle up my Hollywood And ^Awatch 'em name their kids after cars

^GI'm finding me out ^AI'm having my doubts ^BmI'm losing the ^Gbest of me

We're ^Dall part of the sam^Ae Sick little g^Bmames And I need to g^Get away, get away ^DI'm wasting my day^As I throw them a^Bmway Losing it a^Gll on these sick little ga^Dmes ^{A Bm G}

^DI fell in love, she was the ^Bmfriend of a sister Of ^Gsomebody famous at l^Aeast for a day ^DExpensive habits and a ^Bmtaste for the town Had me ^Gchasin down red carpets And ^Awatching all my friends slip away

^GThey're finding me out ^AI'm having my doubts ^BmI'm losing the ^Gbest of me ^GDressed up as myself ^ATo live in the shadow ^BmOf who I'm sup^Gposed to be

^DWe're all part of the sa^Ame Sick little ga^Bmmes And I need to ^Gget away, get away ^DI'm wasting my da^Ays I throw them a^Bmway Losing it ^Gall on these sick little games

^BmIf I play my cards right ^GI could make the big time ^BmI could be a reason to ^Astare ^BmCaught up in the spot light ^GShaking from the stage fright ^BmHow did I end up ^Ahere?

^DAll part of the sa^Ame Sick little g^Bmames And I need to ^Gget away, get away, get away, get away

^DWe're all part of the sa^Ame Sick little ga^Bmmes And I need to g^Get away, get away ^DI'm wasting my day^As I throw them a^Bmway Losing it ^Gall on these sick little games

^DAll part of the s^Aame Sick little g^Bmames And I need to ^Gget away, get away, get away, get away