All Time Low – Sick Little Games (Ukulele)
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C Am Oh my God, I'm such a terrible mess F I'm turned on by the tabloids G You would never have guessed C That I'm a sucker for their gossip Am Man, I take it too far F I bottle up my Hollywood G And watch 'em name their kids after cars F I'm finding me out G I'm having my doubts Am F I'm losing the best of me C G We're all part of the same Am Sick little games F And I need to get away, get away C G I'm wasting my days Am I throw them away F C G Am F Losing it all on these sick little games C Am I fell in love, she was the friend of a sister F G Of somebody famous at least for a day C Am Expensive habits and a taste for the town F Had me chasin down red carpets G And watching all my friends slip away F They're finding me out G I'm having my doubts Am F I'm losing the best of me F Dressed up as myself G To live in the shadow Am F Of who I'm supposed to be C G We're all part of the same Am Sick little games F And I need to get away, get away C G I'm wasting my days Am I throw them away F Losing it all on these sick little games Am If I play my cards right F I could make the big time Am G I could be a reason to stare Am Caught up in the spot light F Shaking from the stage fright Am G How did I end up here? C G All part of the same Am Sick little games F And I need to get away, get away, get away, get away C G We're all part of the same Am Sick little games F And I need to get away, get away C G I'm wasting my days Am I throw them away F Losing it all on these sick little games C G All part of the same Am Sick little games F And I need to get away, get away, get away, get away