Teach You

C    Am    C  Am

C                                  Am
I knew when I met you there was trouble in sight
               C                                   Am
Got so wrapped up in all your charm, I missed the girl in your eyes
              C                                      Am
And looking back it really shouldn't come as much a surprise
               C                                  Dm
That I would catch you double dipping, you were slipping that night

           C
Stupid, stupid boy!
            Am
Should've stuck with toys
            G
Don't go playing hearts
           Dm               Em
Shouldn't have to tell you that part
        C
What a mess you made
           Am
With your little games
      G
Baby you gon learn
         Dm                  Em
If you mess with me you get hurt ow!

C                                             Am
Didn't your mother teach you not to play with fire?
C                                             Dm
Caught you red-handed should've been a better liar!
C                                            Am
I'll make you burn like the ashes of your cigarettes
  C                           Am          Dm             G    F
Didn't your mother teach ya? I'll be the one to teach ya

C                              Am
Went on a shopping spree with your credit cards
          C                                           Am
I met a stranger on the street, gave him the keys to your car
               C                                Am
Took all your stuff, I packed it up and left it out in the road
           C                               Dm
I used to love you, now I'm busy pouring bleach on your clothes

           C
Stupid, stupid boy!
            Am
Should've stuck with toys
            G
Don't go playing hearts
           Dm               Em
Shouldn't have to tell you that part
        C
What a mess you made
           Am
With your little games
      G
Baby you gon learn
         Dm                  Em
If you mess with me you get hurt ow!

C                                             Am
Didn't your mother teach you not to play with fire?
C                                             Dm
Caught you red-handed should've been a better liar!
C                                            Am
I'll make you burn like the ashes of your cigarettes
  C                           Am          Dm
Didn't your mother teach ya? I'll be the one to teach ya

C                Am
Oh, didn't your mother teach ya?
               G
Didn't your mother teach ya?
            Dm          Am
It hurts so bad I need you here
C                  Am
I'll make ya' burn away, you hurt me
             G
Didn't your mother teach ya?
               Dm          C
Guess I'm the one to teach ya

C                                             Am
Didn't your mother teach you not to play with fire?
C                                             Dm
Caught you red-handed should've been a better liar!
C                                            Am
I'll make you burn like the ashes of your cigarettes
  C                           Am          Dm
Didn't your mother teach ya? I'll be the one to teach ya

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