All about you

     F             C
      Well if you call this a life
    Bb    Bbm              F
      Why must I spend it with you
              C
      If the show must go on
    Bb         Bbm          F
      Let it go on without you
          C         Bb   Bbm                  F             C  Bb  
      So sick and tired hanging around with jerks like you



     C        Am
      Who'll tell me those lies
    Bb                          F
      And let me think they're true
    Bb             F
      What am I to do
    Bb        Bbm            F
      You want it. I got it too



      Though the lies might be true
      That's just 'cause the joke's about you
      I'm so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you
      You're the first to get blamed
      Always the last bitch to get paid



            I may miss you
      But missing me just isn't you
      I'm so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you



      Tell me those lies
      Let me think they're true
      I heard one or two
      And they weren't about me, they weren't about her
      They're all about you