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I'm a saint, I'm a soul
Abm7
Feel it in my bones, feel it in my bones
GbEbm7
I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
Abm7
Feel it in my bones, feel it in my toes
GbEbm
I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
N.C.
(Saintlike)
Abm7
I'm sick and tired of waiting
Ebm7
I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone, oh
Ebm7
I know you're home
[Verse 1]
Abm7
Oh my god Becky, look at that butt (Fuck it up)
Abm7
Wrists on ice, with the 40s taped up
Ebm
Got a head full of dreams and a heart full of love
Ebm
But I never made the money so nobody gave a fuck
Abm7
Friday night, what you wanna do, solo Halo 2?
Abm7
Sacrifice, no more Xbox Live in the room
Ebm7
I'm alright, finish 40s while I'm listening to t.A.T.u
"All The Things She Said," and now I'm puking in the bathroom
Abm7
Gone
[Pre-Chorus]
Abm7
Maybe we could take it slow (Slow)
Ebm7
Ain't nobody gotta know (God knows)
Ebm7
Put the phone back in the bag, and let me get your mind
[Chorus]
Abm7
Let me get your mind
Abm7
Let me get your mind
Ebm7
Let me get your mind on me
Ebm7
We're doing fine (Yeah)
N.C.
"I don't give a fuck!"
[Verse 2]
Abm7
Oh my god Becky, look at that ass
Abm7
It's that tall motherfucker saying "Don't eat glass"
Ebm7
And you know what they say about a guy with big shoes
Ebm7
Insecurities and self-esteem issues
Abm7
But Jakey Christ, baby Jakey, baby brother, Baby J
Abm7
Tell your sister, tell your mother why you're feeling this way
N.C. Ebm7
You've been working so hard till it's a.m. in the day
Abm7
Got the 1, 5, 10, 20, fuck it 100K (Hot Boys)
[Pre-Chorus]
Abm7
I don't want to take it slow (Slow)
Ebm7
Fuck what anybody know (They know)
Ebm7
Put the phone inside the trash, and let me get your mind
[Chorus]
Abm7
Let me get your mind
Abm7
Let me get your mind
Ebm7
Let me get your mind on me
Ebm7
We'll be alright, we'll be al-
N.C.
"I don't give a fuck!"
[Bridge]
Abm7BbmBbmEbm7
I'm a saint, I'm a soul
Abm7
Feel it in my bones, feel it in my bones
GbEbm7
I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
Abm7
Feel it in my bones, feel it in my toes
GbEbm
I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
N.C.
(Saintlike)
[Verse 3]
Abm7
Oh my god Becky, look at that butt
Abm7
Wrists on ice, with the 40s taped up
Ebm
Got a head full of dreams and a heart full of love
Ebm
But I never made the money so nobody gave a fuck
Abm7
Think he funny, think he cute, think he ugly, think he stupid
Abm7
Think he gay, think he straight, think he special, think he human
Ebm
Think he changed, think he can't, think he probably shoulda gave up
Abm7
You fuckin' with him now, and his name is fuckin' Jake I'm gone
[Outro]
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I've left, I'm like
Abm7
My friends, my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Ebm7
My friends, my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Abm7
My friends, I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)
Abm7
I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Ebm7
I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)
Ebm7
I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Abm7Ebm7
I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)
Ebm7
I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Ebm7
I'm just (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)
Ebm7
I'm just (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Ebm7
I'm just, I'm just (I'm sick and)
N.C.
"I don't give a fuck!"