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G Gsus7/F And your hair's a mess, smashed onto one side of your head.
Weary as yourC/E eyes that say you're late today. Am F G Gsus7/F Yes, the clothes you threw on your way on through the door, The keys you find are not the C/Eones that you've been lookin' for Am F
G Gsus7/F C/E Everyone knows the feeling, the feeling, the feeling,
yeah. Am F G Gsus7/F C/E Everyone knows the feeling, the feeling, you're feeling, yeah. Am F
G Gsus7/F It's the way she wears a dress and bats her eyes,
That makes you fight the truth in C/Elines of cheesy love songs,Am all your Ffavorite ones. G Gsus7/F The way she's not who you thought she would be, But she remains a mysteC/Ery that you have to figure out, AmBut you wouldn't Fwant to now.
G Gsus7/F C/E Everyone knows the feeling, the feeling, the feeling,
yeah. Am F G Gsus7/F C/E Everyone knows the feeling, the feeling, you're feeling, yeah. Am F
BEvery garbage worker, Emwaitress and the Dman who stands the A/C#corner, BAre just the same as you andEm I, And every DCEO in A/C#suit and tie. BDifferent face, a different Emname, But all your Dfeelings are the saCme, oh, your G/Dfeelings are the same.Am F
G Gsus7/F It's the heat you feel when someone brings it up,
Someone who doesn't know C/Eenough to know it's deep inside, AmOr just how Fhard you try G Gsus7/F To cover up exactly what you feel is unattractive, Oh, and C/Eall the lonely nights you've spent Amcarrying this Falong.
G Gsus7/F C/E Everyone knows the feeling, the feeling, the feeling,
yeah. Am F G Gsus7/F C/E Everyone knows the feeling, the feeling, believe me, yeah. Am F G Gsus7/F C/E Everyone knows the feeling, the feeling, the feeling, yeah. Am F G Gsus7/F C/E Everyone knows the feeling, the feeling, you're feeling, yeah. Am F G