Ingrid Andress - Were not friends

We've been l^Bmying to ourselves Acting like we're something else How'd we get^G in this masquerade?

It's the sa^Bmme one that's in mine Aren't you tired of ^Gbeing this way? Call it what you wa^Bmnt, call it what you want Call it what you want but it w^Gon't change a thing Call it what you wa^Bmnt, call it what you want Call it what you want but at t^Ghe end of the day

We're a k^Diss at 2am that tastes like wine We're a r^F#mide home in the dark with our fingers intertwined You a^Gnd me keep on tryna pretend But you a^Bmnd me, yeah, we go^Atta admit We'^Dre an extra set of clothes on the bedroom floor Where I s^F#mee you all the time but still wanna see you more Y^Gou and me keep on tryna pretend But you a^Bmnd me, mm,^A we're not frien^Gds

^{A Bm} Mmm ^D No ^G [Verse 2] Friends are something that we w^Bmere

But, baby, we're p^Gast that now Friends don't ^Bmdo the things we do

Friends could ju^Gst hang out

But we're a k^Diss at 2am that tastes like wine We're a ri^F#mde home in the dark with our fingers intertwined You a^Gnd me keep on tryna pretend But y^Bmou and me, yeah, we go^Atta admit We're an ex^Dtra set of clothes on the bedroom floor Where I s^F#mee you all the time but still wanna see you more You a^Gnd me keep on tryna pretend But you a^Bmnd me, whoa^A, we're not friends ^D We're not fri^F#mends, noooooooo^Goooo

We're a ki^Dss at 2am that tastes like wine A ride home i^F#n the dark with our fingers intertwined You and me^G keep on tryna pretend But you and^Bm me, yeah, w^Ae got to admit We're an^D extra set of clothes on the bedroom floor Where I ^F#msee you all the time but still wanna see you more Yo^Gu and me keep on tryna pretend But you^Bm and me, w^Ahoa, we're not frie^Gnds No, we'^N.C.re not friends