Sid Vicious

C
My Sid Vicious in a military jacket
      F
He is doin' drugs right here in front of everyone
C
When he puts his arm around me, tells me I'm so pretty
          F
Makes me wet and we just met but I think I'm in love
C
He's a rebel, tastes like heaven and tequila
        F
He's upset that no one's dancin', that's New York for ya
        C
When he says he's leavin' in the morning I play cool
         F
But I cannot stop thinkin' 'bout him, what is wrong with us?

    Am
But you are probably used to this
G
This shit happens all the time
C
Three AM the lights come on
     G
And damn my heart is breaking
F       Am
All the moments never long enough
   G
I hope it's not the vodka when
     C
You say I'm on your mind
                     G              F
'Cause New York City hurts for you tonight
               Am
I'm gonna ride it out, ohh

C
Here it comes, the feelin' hits me hard like chronic
       F
I make coffee, do the dishes, stayin' busy
C
But I don't sleep, I think about you and your tattoos
         F
And I'm tryin' to convince myself you miss me

    Am
But you are probably used to this
G
This shit happens all the time
C
Three AM the lights come on
     G
And damn my heart is breaking
F       Am
All the moments never long enough
   G
I hope it's not the vodka when
     C
You say I'm on your mind
                     G              F
'Cause New York City hurts for you tonight
               Am
I'm gonna ride it out, ohh

C  Am
                       F
And I'm gonna ride it out, oh-oh
C          Am                         G
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, I'm gonna ride it out

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