Misery Guts

A      C#m      C                    G
No one gave you license to sit in my backseat
            A       C#m               C     G
And tell me everything that's on your mind
              A         C#m       C       G
You know that usually you have my time of day
          A                C#m         C    G
But to be honest, you have crossed the line
            A             C#m              C          G
I need space because I'm tired but I'm not gonna deny you
     A            C#m    C   G
Your own sense of importance
           A          C#m              C       G
If it were anyone but you, I would not hesitate to
        A             C#m     C     G
Let you know that I'm not listening


[Chorus 1]
G
You've got champagne taste on a beer can budget
A
You say you like things when you really just judge it
C#m
You live in this world, that I think it's such a shame
D
That you feel like that there is value placed on people's last names


Riff:
E|-----------------------------------------------|      
B|-----------------------------------------------|      
G|-----------------------------------------------|      
D|-----------------------------------------------|      
A|------3-4---3-4----3-4-------------------------|      
E|----5------5------5----3-3---------------------| (x2) 

A C#m C G G
A C#m C G G


[Verse 2]
A              C#m            C             G
Everything you throw at me is coming out of nowhere
     A                C#m   C     G
Like bruises from the night before
          A           C#m               C        G
You're an old Hotmail account that will never be renounced
           A                C#m      C      G
'Cause you hold things that can't be ignored
            A              C#m           C            G
You know my credit card is maxed and I'm behind on my tax
        A                C#m             C    G
But you still try to draw blood from the stone
         A         C#m          C                      G
I need a minute to relax, so pretty please get off my back
    A                C#m         C     G
I'm pleading with my hands on my knees


[Chorus 2]
G
We both know that you know better
A
You don't get five when you put two and two together
C#m
I'm not convinced you have a lack of empathy
D
You're just a misery guts, taking it all out on me


Riff:
E|-----------------------------------------------|      
B|-----------------------------------------------|      
G|-----------------------------------------------|      
D|-----------------------------------------------|      
A|------3-4---3-4----3-4-------------------------|      
E|----5------5------5----3-3---------------------| (x4) 

A C#m C G G
A C#m C G G