Pop In G - Ver 3

G F# C Mic City Sons seem to dumb everything down G I got wished a lot of luck F# C And I'll tell you what it's worth now A# C It's a cold-blooded style A# F# It never was worthwhile A# C You're as good as they come A# F# But you're such a f**king trial G You went and called me up F# C Do you bother me on purpose? G You make me feel like I'm half my age F# C And at least twice as nervous A# C A# F# You go out whistling "Sweet Caroline" A# C A# F# And I'm being a big pain 'cause I never speak my mind G F# C It's a miracle how no offense is taken G But I'm full of them, man F# C Any time you feel up to face them G You go drink your problems still F# C A statue in the barroom G You've got feelings left to k**l F# C Yeah, I won't forget it too soon A# C It's a cold-blooded style A# F# It never was worthwhile A# C You're as good as they come A# F# But you're such a f**king trial A# C A# F# You go out whistling "Sweet Caroline" A# C A# F# And I'm being a big pain 'cause I never speak my mind A# F# You don't want me to speak my mind