Bb
Bb F C
I spent all day tryna be sober
Bb F C
I drowned in my misery, crawled up on the sofa
Bb F C
And I still love him the way I did
Bb
F C
I spent all day wishing the day was over
Bb
I wanna
F C
Get away, far from here
F/A Bb
Pack my bags, my drugs, and disappear
F C
Tell you, "No," make it clear
F/A Bb
I'm not coming back for fifteen years
F C
I wanna write a note, leave it with
F/A Bb
My next-door neighbour who don't give a shit
F C
I wanna get away, far from here
F/A Bb
Pack my bags and tell my dealer I'll miss him
F
Hey
C
Tell my dealer I'll miss him
Bb
I'll tell my dealer I
F C
Spent all week just tryna do something
Bb F
Maybe I should take a walk 'cause
C
fuck all the running
Bb
And I still
F C
Love him the way I did, but I should
get a fucking grip
F/A Bb
I'll never let him know that
F C
I spent all week doing a whole load of nothing
Bb
I wanna
F C
Get away, far from here
F/A Bb
Pack my bags, my drugs, and disappear
F C
Tell you, "No," make it clear
F/A Bb
That I'm not coming back for fifteen years
F C
I wanna write a note, leave it with
F/A Bb
My next-door neighbour who don't give a shit
F C
I wanna get away, far from here
F/A Bb
Pack my bags and tell my dealer I'll miss him
F C
Tell my dealer I'll miss him
Bb
Tell my dealer I'll miss him
F C
I'll tell my dealer I'll miss him
Bb
I'll tell my dealer I—
Dealer akkorde
von Lola Young
Transponieren:
Text:
Instrument: