Never Clean My Room

Db Db "Good riddancee / "Come again" F Said the lonely me back then Db I like your face / Hate your guts" F Kiss goodbye, connect the dots Gb A Db When the thrill has come to an end, I'll go Db File me under lost F Search with your fingers uncrossed Db This place reeks of me F So I'll burn the bedsheets blissfully Gb A When the thrill has come to an end Db Save yourself the trouble F You can count on me to split Gb I'll never clean my room A Db I'll just move when I get sick of it Db Save yourself the trouble F You can count on me to split Gb I'll never clean my room A Db Db I'll just move when I get sick of it Db Not a muse, just a drug F Sweep myself beneath the rug Db "Clean your act" is what she wrote F Wrap your hands around my throat Gb A When the thrill has come to an end Db Save yourself the trouble F You can count on me to split Gb I'll never clean my room A Db I'll just move when I get sick of it Db Save yourself the trouble F You can count on me to split Gb I'll never clean my room A Db I'll just move when I get sick of it