I Love You, I'm Sorry

G              D
  Two Augusts ago
           Am7
I told the truth, oh
               C
But you didn't like it, you went home
G                D                Am7  C
  You're in your Benz, I'm by the gate
G             D
  Now you go alone
              Am7
Charm all the people you train for
    C
You mean well but aim low
G                  D                  Am7   C
  And I'll make it known like I'm getting paid

                G        D
That's just the way life goes
          Am7        C
I like to slam doors closed
            G         D          Am7
Trust me, I know it's always about me
  C
I love you, I'm sorry

G                  D
  Two summers from now
                Am7
We'll have been talking
                 C
But not all that often, we're cool now
G              D
  I'll be on a boat
        Am7         C                G
You're on a plane going somewhere, same
                D
And I'll have a drink
          Am7
Wistfully lean out my window
    C                        G
And watch the sun set on the lake
                 D           Am7   C
I might not feel real, but it's okay, mmm

                       G        D
'Cause that's just the way life goes
          Am7      C
I push my luck, it shows
             G          D             Am7
Thankful you don't send someone to kill me
  C
I love you, I'm sorry

G
You were the best but you were the worst
   D
As sick as it sounds, I loved you first
Am7
I was a dick, it is what it is
  C
A habit to kick the age-old curse
G
I tend to laugh whenever I'm sad
  D
I stare at the crash, it actually works
Am7
Making amends, this shit never ends
    C
I'm wrong again, wrong again

    G        D
The way life goes
          Am7      C
Joyriding down our road
           G       D                  Am7
Lay on the horn to prove that it haunts me
(I'm wrong again, wrong again)
  C
I love you, I'm sorry
    G        D
The way life goes
(You were the best but you were the worst)
(As sick as it sounds, I loved you first)
        Am7      C
I wanna speak in code
(I was a dick, it is what it is)
(A habit to kick, the age-old curse)
            G            D          Am7
Hope that I don't, won't make it about me
(I tend to laugh whenever I'm sad)
(I stare at the crash, it actually works)
  C
I love you, I'm sorry

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