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Tuning: Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb
[Verse 1]
EIs it my imagination? BIs it something that I’m taking? C#mAll the smiles that I’m faking Cmaj7"Everything is great N.C.Everything is fucking great" EGoing out every weekend BStaring at the stars or the ceiling C#mHollywood friends, got to see them Cmaj7Such a good time N.C.I believe it this time
[Pre Chorus]
ETuesday night Glazed Bover eyes Just C#mone more pint or fiAve N.C.Does it even matter anyway?
[Chorus]
EWe’re dancing on tBables And CI’m off my C#mface With Ball of my pAeople And it couldn’t get better they Esay We’re singing 'til Blast call And it’s Call out of C#mtune Should be Blaughing, but there’s something F#wrong And it hits me when the lights go Aon N.C.Shit, maybe I miss you
[Verse 2]
EJust like that and I’m sober BI’m asking myself, “Is it over?” C#mMaybe I was lying when I told you Cmaj7“Everything is great Cmaj7Everything is fucking great” EAnd all of these thoughts and the feelings BCheers to that if you don’t need them C#mI’ve been checking my phone all evening Cmaj7Such a good time Cmaj7I believe it this time
[Pre Chorus]
ETuesday night Glazed Bover eyes Just C#mone more pint or fiAve N.C.Does it even matter anyway?
[Chorus]
EWe’re dancing on tBables And CI’m off my C#mface With Ball of my pAeople And it couldn’t get better they Esay We’re singing 'til Blast call And it’s Call out of C#mtune Should be Blaughing, but there’s something F#wrong And it hits me when the lights go Aon N.C.Shit, maybe I miss you
[Bridge]
ENow I’m asking my friends how to say “I’m sorry” BThey say “Lad, give it time, there’s no need to worry” C#mAnd we can’t even be on the phone now AAnd I can’t even be with you alone now EOh, how shit changes We were in lBove, now we’re strangers When I C#mfeel it coming up, I just Bthrow it all away Get anAother two shots 'cause it doesn’t matter anyway
[Chorus]
EWe’re dancing on tBables And CI’m off my C#mface With Ball of my pAeople And it couldn’t get better they Esay We’re singing 'til Blast call And it’s Call out of C#mtune Should be Blaughing, but there’s something F#wrong And it hits me when the lights go Eon We’re dancing on tBables And CI’m off my C#mface With Ball of my pAeople And it couldn’t get better they Esay We’re singing 'til Blast call And it’s Call out of C#mtune Should be Blaughing, but there’s something F#wrong And it hits me when the lights go Aon N.C.Shit, maybe I miss you