Saturday, April 10, 2010

Big Fucking Deal

(at least that's what I think it's called. There's no title on the actual piece of paper)

C Em Fm ; Fm G

Hang yourself before you tell her.
Your secret dies too.
What would you rather do,
break her heart in two?
Whatcha' gunna do now?
Whatcha' gunna do?

Tossed into your bed; you think you're
losing all your strength.
You'd give anything if you could
just talk to him again.
You're losing it.
You're losing it; you're so dumb.

She's your best friend,
she 's your friend.
What do you think you're doing still talking to him?
There you are,
oh, there you are.
Are you going to keep doing this from now on?
Are you gunna?
Or are you gunna tell her what is going on?
No.

There's a million other people
that you could've fallen in love with.
All those things that people say,
"You'll still be friends" is a myth.
You've done it now.
You've done it now; you're so dumb.

She's your best friend,
she 's your friend.
What do you think you're doing still talking to him?
There you are,
oh, there you are.
Are you going to keep doing this from now on?
Are you gunna?
Or are you gunna tell her what is going on?
No.

Let go of this before it gets
too late.
Let go of him before it gets
too late.
Save yourself by saving
her first.

She's your best friend,
she 's your friend.
What do you think you're doing still talking to him?
There you are,
oh, there you are.
Are you going to keep doing this from now on?
Are you gunna?
Or are you gunna tell her what is going on?
No.

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