[Intro] D7M  E6  D7M  E6   
 
[Primera Parte]

D7M
    You know I'm impatient
                 E6   
So why would you       

Leave me waiting outside the station?

When it was like minus four degrees and I

D7M
    I get what you're saying
       E6   
I just    really 

Don't want to hear it right now

                                       D7M
Can you shut up for like once in your life?

Listen to me
                                   E6   
I took your nice words of advice about

How you think I'm gonna die

Lucky if I turned thirty three

                   D7M
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney

I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney
             E6   
Every other week

But cut me some slack
                      
Who do you want me to be?   
 
[Estribillo]

D7M
    'Cause I'm too messy
                           E6   
And then I'm too fucking clean  

You told me, "Get a job"
                                 D7M
And you ask where the hell I've been 

And I'm too perfect
                    E6   
'Til I open my big mouth  

I want to be me
               D7M
Is that not allowed?


And I'm too clever
                          E6   
And then I'm too fucking dumb   

You hate it when I cry
                              D7M
Unless it's that time of the month

And I'm too perfect
                          E6   
'Til I show you that I'm not    

A thousand people I could be for you
                          D7M
And you hate the fucking lot  
  
[Pós-Refrão]

                      E6   
You hate the fucking lot    
                      D7M
You hate the fucking lot  
      E6   
Hey, hey
  
[Segunda Parte]

D7M
    It's taking you ages
                        E6   
You still don't get the    hint

I'm not asking for pages

But one text or two would be nice

    D7M
And     please, don't pull those faces
               E6   
When I've been      

Out working my arse off all day

                                  D7M
It's just one bottle of wine or two

But hey, you can't even talk
                                  E6   
You smoke weed just to help you sleep

Then why you're out 

Getting stoned at four o'clock

                           D7M
And then you come home to me

And don't say hello
              E6   
'Cause I got high again
                        D7M
And forgot to fold my clothes    
  
[Estribillo]

D7M 
    'Cause I'm too messy
                           E6   
And then I'm too fucking clean  

You told me, "Get a job"
                                 D7M
And you ask where the hell I've been 

And I'm too perfect
                    E6   
'Til I open my big mouth  

I want to be me
               D7M
Is that not allowed?


And I'm too clever
                          E6   
And then I'm too fucking dumb   

You hate it when I cry
                              D7M
Unless it's that time of the month

And I'm too perfect
                          E6   
'Til I show you that I'm not    

A thousand people I could be for you
                          D7M
And you hate the fucking lot  
 
[Puente]

                     E6   
You hate the fucking     
                     D7M
You hate the fucking     lot

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[Estribillo]

D7M
Oh, and I'm too messy
                           E6   
And then I'm too fucking clean  

You told me, "Get a job"
                                D7M
And you ask where the hell I've     been

And I'm too perfect
                    E6   
'Til I open my big mouth  

I want to be me
               D7M
Is that not allowed?


And I'm too clever
                          E6   
And then I'm too fucking dumb   

You hate it when I cry
                              D7M
Unless it's that time of the month

And I'm too perfect
                          E6   
'Til I show you that I'm not    

A thousand people I could be for you
                          D7M
And you hate the fucking lot  
 
[Final]

                      E6   
You hate the fucking lot    
                      D7M
You hate the fucking lot  
                      E6   
You hate the fucking lot    
                      D7M
You hate the fucking lot