I Hate This Song Secondhand Serenade
I Hate This Song
[E]Speak with your tongue tied,
I know that you're tired
But I just want to know,
Where you want to go,
I may be sad, But I'm not weak,
This situation is bleak
And you puffy eyes never lie,
Your tears come from inside.
Chorus:
[E]Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an [Esus]answer
[E]I guess that yesturday's not good enough for [Esus]you,
[E]You know that I [Esus]hate this [A]song,
[E]You know that I [Esus]hate this [A]song
[A]Because it was written for [E]you
Drown your fears with me
I'm feeling real sorry
Your glossy eyes don't need
The sadness they have seen
But you're way too deep to swim
Back up again
But somehow I can't find
The moment you said goodbye
Chorus
[A]This is becoming a [B]problem I'm hurting it's [E]unfair
But [A]somehow your words,
The [B]way that I heard are h[E]aunting me,
You're under my [E]skin
You're breaking [A]in,
And the [E]tasteless fights that filled our nights
Are [A]starting to cave in,
You're under my [E]skin
You're breaking [A]in
And if [E]Sundays what it takes to prove
I have nothing else to [A]loose
Chorus
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