Atmosphere - Fuck you lucy

She ^Bmsay that she still wants a ^Dfriendship She can't ^Alive her life without ^Gme as a friend I ^Bmcan't figure out why I ^Dgive a damn what she wants ^AI don't understand the ^Gnow before the then Most of ^Bmthis garbage I write that these ^Dpeople seem to like Is ^Aabout you and how I ^Glet you infect my life And ^Bmif they got to know you, I ^Ddoubt that they would see it They'd ^Awonder what I showed you ^Ghow you could leave it A ^Bmfriend in Chicago said that ^DI should stay persistent ^AIf I stay around I'm ^Gbound to break resistance ^BmFuck you Lucy for ^Ddefining my existence ^AFuck you and your differences ^G

Ever ^Bmsince I was a young lad with a ^Dpart-time dad It was ^Ahard to find happiness ^Ginside of what I had I ^Bmstudied my mother, I ^Ddigested her pain And ^Avowed no women on my path would ^Ghave to walk the same ^BmTravel like sound across the ^Dfate ladder I ^Atravel with spoon to mix this ^Gcake batter And I ^Bmtravel with feel, so I can ^Ddeal with touch It's like ^Athat, thank you very much, ^Gfuck you very much

And ^Bmeveryone in his life would mistake it as love ^DEveryone in his life would mistake it as love ^AEveryone in his life would mistake it as love ^GEveryone in his life would mistake it as love

^BmFuck the 'What happened'' I ^Dgot stuck They can ^Apeel pieces of me off the ^Ggrill of her truck Used to ^Bmwalk with luck, used to ^Dhold her hand ^AFell behind and played the role of a ^Gslower man I want to ^Bmstand on top of this mountain and ^Dyell I want to ^Awake up and break up this ^Glake of hell I ^Bmfeel like a bitch for letting these ^Dsheets twist me up The ^Alast star-fighter's wounded, ^Gtime to give it up ^BmOn a pick it up mission, ^Dkept it bitter ^AGettin' in a million memories ^Gjust to forget her The ^Bmdifficulty in keepin' ^Demotions controlled ^ACookies for the road, ^Gtook me by the soul ^BmHunger for the drama, ^Dhunger for the nurture ^AGonna take it further, the ^Ghurt feels like murder ^BmInterpret the eyes, ^Dread the lines on her face The ^Asunshine is fake, how much ^Gtime did I waste' ^BmFuck you Lucy for ^Dleaving me ^AFuck you Lucy for not ^Gneeding me I wanna say ^Bmfuck you because I still ^Dlove you ^ANo, I'm not okay, and I ^Gdon't know what to do

And ^Bmeveryone in his life would mistake it as love ^DEveryone in his life would mistake it as love ^AEveryone in his life would mistake it as love ^GEveryone in his life would mistake it as love

^BmDo I sound mad' Well I ^Dguess I'm a little pissed Every ^Aaction has a point, five ^Gpoints make a fist You ^Bmclose em', you swing em', it's ^Dhurts when it hits And the ^Atruth can be a bitch, but ^Gif the boot fits I ^Bmgot an idea, you should ^Dget a tattoo That says ^Awarning, that's all, just a ^Gwarning So the po^Bmtential victim can take a ^Dleft And save breath, and a^Avoid you, sober and up^Gset in the morning ^BmI wanna scream, ^D"Fuck you Lucy!" But the ^Aproblem is ^GI love you Lucy So ^Bminstead Imma finish my ^Ddrink and have another ^AWhile you think about how you ^Gused to be my lover

And ^Bmeveryone in his life would mistake it as love ^DEveryone in his life would mistake it as love ^AEveryone in his life would mistake it as love ^GEveryone in his life would mistake it as love