Dumb For You

(início)

C – Bm – Em - Em  2x
- Verse 1 -
C              Bm           Em
I am just a man on my own
C                Bm     Em
Tryin' find a place I belong
C                    Bm
I don't want your money
        Em
I don't need no fancy clothes
C                     Bm                  Em
I'd rather be with you when I am broke
        C               Bm      Em
Cause you use me just a little bit
             C              Bm           Em
You try to confuse me when we're intimate
                C             Bm       Em
You'd rather accuse me but I'm innocent
                C       Bm           Em
I'm not gonna lose sleep over sentiment
- Chorus -
        C               Bm          Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you
        C               Bm            Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you
        C               Bm                  Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm done with you
             C         Bm              Em
Cause ain't no one, one, one that can fuck with you
- Verse 2 -
C                       Bm          Em
They callin' me the people's champ
C                       Bm      Em
But everything you do is a sham
C               Bm              Em
I'd rather just hang with my friends
                                        C
Sometimes I think that things will change
          Em
And then I land in your bed
        C                       Bm
And it don't feel like it's the first time
        Em
You're everything I want and you're not mine
C                       Bm
You keep saying I can live without them
Em
I say put your money where your mouth is
C                              Bm
Come back to me when it feels right
Em
Kiss me so hard you make me fight
C                   Bm                      Em
One more time, just one more time, just one more time
- Chorus -
        C               Bm          Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you
        C               Bm          Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you
        C               Bm                  Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm done with you
             C         Bm              Em
Cause ain't no one, one, one that can fuck with you
- Verse 3 -
C
Real talk, I'm the white boy to you Wes Snipes
Em
I'm East Coast but it's all love on the Westside
C
Your girlfriend is a close friend of my bedside
Em
She want Ds, and I ain't talking the breast size
C
Everybody in the club getting reckless
Em
You go home at midnight, we stay up till breakfast
C
I cash checks and you cancel them
Em
You make calls but there ain't nobody answering
C
I want a smart girl who gives brains like it's charity
Em
Every night a Friday night, me and Lyla Garrity
C
On another level, ain't nobody that compare to me
G#m
These bitches going dumb, trying to marry me
- Chorus - 2x
        C               Bm          Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you
        C               Bm          Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you
        C               Bm                  Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm done with you
             C         Bm              Em
Cause ain't no one, one, one that can fuck with you