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