Secondhand Serenade - I Hate This Song Chords & Tabs

 

I Hate This Song Chords & Tabs

Secondhand Serenade Chords & Tabs

Version: 5 Type: Chords

I Hate This Song Chords

   
Capo Fret 2

Verse 2: 
C                         Am
Speak with your tongue tied, 
 
  Am
I know that your tired

  F
But I just want to know, 

  G
Where you want to go
 
 C                            Am
I may be sad, but I'm not weak,

 Am
This situation is bleak 

 F
And you puffy eyes never lie, 

     G
Your tears come from inside. 


Chorus:

      C               G              F
Until Sunday, I'll be waiting for an answer 

             C               G               F
I guess that yesterday’s not good enough for you, 

              C F         G
You know that I hate this song
 
              C F         G
You know that I hate this song

F               G          C(Am-G-F)
Because it was written for you


Verse 2:
C                       Am
Drown your fears with me 

Am
I'm feeling real sorry 

     F
Your glossy eyes don’t need 

    G
The sadness they have seen 

         C               Am 
But your way too deep to swim 

Am
Back up again 
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    F
But somehow I can’t find 

    G
The moment you said goodbye 


Chorus:

      C               G              F
Until Sunday, I'll be waiting for an answer 

             C               G               F
I guess that yesterday’s not good enough for you, 

              C F         G
You know that I hate this song
 
              C F         G
You know that I hate this song

F               G          C(Am-G-F)
Because it was written for you


Final:

Am		  G			 F							
This is becoming a problem I’m hurting it’s unfair 

Am
But somehow your words,

    G		        C	
The way that I heard are haunting me,
 
       Am    G  C
You’re under my skin 

              G
You’re breaking in, 

        F                     C
And the tasteless fights that filled our nights 

G
Are starting to cave in, 

              C
You’re under my skin
 
              G
You’re breaking in 

       C               F       
And if Sundays what it takes to prove 

       G
I have nothing else to loose