Im Sick Of Going To Fucking Work

Capo 1 C C C Cmaj7 C Cmaj7 C In my stupid way Cmaj7 I was too cynical C You went all the way Cmaj7 You had “come on!” your face F And I told you F That I would fall In love with you C Cmaj7 F Well we sat now F In the car And it was cold But then you said C Cmaj7 I’m sick of going to fuckin’ work C I’m sick of going to fuckin' work Cmaj7 I’m sick of going to fuckin' work F I’m sick of going to fuckin' work F I’m sick of going (to fuckin' work) C Call me better things Cmaj7 ‘Til I know it’s true C They rub lotion on our face Cmaj7 ‘Til we look good F And I will not go F I’ll close my eyes It’s not my vibe C Cmaj7 F But they go now F And I was fucked F I got no sun Despite the heat C Cmaj7 I’m sick of going to fuckin' work C I’m sick of going to fuckin' work Cmaj7 I’m sick of going to fuckin' work F I’m sick of going to fuckin' work F I’m sick of going (to fuckin' work) C C F F C C Fadd9 Fadd9 C C