INTRO:
F               C               F               C
Bb              F#              F               C (x2)

VERSE:
F               C               F               C
We were on a vacation           in a turbulent nation
Bb              F#              F               C
Guess it's part my fault for not hauling you down to the train station
F               C               F               C
There's no ring on your finger, fly away don't you linger
Bb              F#              F               C
It's simply absurd to think she's a bird just because she's a singer

PD-C HORUS:
F               C#
        Don't you bring her 'round (x4)

VERSE:
F               C               F               C
She's just like the mama        generating the trauma
Bb              F#              F               C
And I don't see why you're still willing to try when it's all just drama
F               C               F               C
Does it make you wonder,        why the innocent blunder
Bb              F#              F               C
When you sit in the sun, you should just have fun, don't summon the thunder

PD-C HORUS:
F               C#
        Don't you bring her 'round (x4)

CHORUS:
D               Bb              F
        She's a taker, not a giver, and I
C#              C
can't believe you're still with her
D               Bb              F
        She would've sold you down the river, and I
C#              C
can't believe you're still with her (x2)

NANAS:
G#              D#              G#              C#
        Naaaa   na na na na             naaaa   na na na
F               Bb              G#              C#
Naaaa   na      na na   naaaa           na naa      na naa

VERSE:
F               C               F               C
We were on a vacation           in an idyllic location
Bb              F#              F               C
Guess it's part my fault for not the pouring salt on your frustration
F               C               F               C
You're afraid to be lonely      well you're not the only
Bb              F#              F               C
Better to feel the pain and to run through the rain than to live like a phony