[Intro]
A F#m D E 2x
[Verse]
A F#m
Oh my God, I'm such a terrible mess
D
I'm turned on by the tabloids
E
You would never have guessed
A
That I'm a sucker for their gossip
F#m
Man, I take it too far
D
I bottle up my Hollywood
E
And watch 'em name their kids after cars
[Pre-Chorus]
D
I'm finding me out
E
I'm having my doubts
F#m D
I'm losing the best of me
[Chorus]
A E
We're all part of the same
F#m
Sick little games
D
And I need to get away, get away
A E
I'm wasting my days
F#m
I throw them away
D A E F#m D
Losing it all on these sick little games
[Verse]
A F#m
I fell in love, she was the friend of a sister
D E
Of somebody famous at least for a day
A F#m
Expensive habits and a taste for the town
D
Had me chasin down red carpets
E
And watching all my friends slip away
[Pre-Chorus]
D
They're finding me out
E
I'm having my doubts
F#m D
I'm losing the best of me
D
Dressed up as myself
E
To live in the shadow
F#m D
Of who I'm supposed to be
[Chorus]
A E
We're all part of the same
F#m
Sick little games
D
And I need to get away, get away
A E
I'm wasting my days
F#m
I throw them away
D
Losing it all on these sick little games
[Bridge]
F#m
If I play my cards right
D
I could make the big time
F#m E
I could be a reason to stare
F#m
Caught up in the spot light
D
Shaking from the stage fright
F#m E
How did I end up here?
[Interlude]
A~ E~
All part of the same
F#m~
Sick little games
D~
And I need to get away, get away, get away, get away
[Chorus]
A E
We're all part of the same
F#m
Sick little games
D
And I need to get away, get away
A E
I'm wasting my days
F#m
I throw them away
D
Losing it all on these sick little games
[Outro]
A E
All part of the same
F#m
Sick little games
D~
And I need to get away, get away, get away, get away
[Intro]
A F#m D E 2x
[Verse]
A Oh my God, I'm such
F#m
a terrible mess
D
I'm turned on by the tabloids
E
You would never have guessed
A
That I'm a sucker for their gossip
F#m
Man, I take it too far
D
I bottle up my Hollywood
E
And watch 'em name
their kids after cars
[Pre-Chorus]
D
I'm finding me out
E
I'm having my doubts
F#m D
I'm losing the best of me
[Chorus]
A E
We're all part of the same
F#m
Sick little games
D
And I need to get away, get away
A E
I'm wasting my days
F#m
I throw them away
D Losing it all on these
A E F#m D
sick little games
[Verse]
A I fell in love, she was
F#m
the friend of a sister
D Of somebody famous
E
at least for a day
A Expensive habits and
F#m
a taste for the town
D
Had me chasin down red carpets
E
And watching all
my friends slip away
[Pre-Chorus]
D
They're finding me out
E
I'm having my doubts
F#m D
I'm losing the best of me
D
Dressed up as myself
E
To live in the shadow
F#m D
Of who I'm supposed to be
[Chorus]
A E
We're all part of the same
F#m
Sick little games
D
And I need to get away, get away
A E
I'm wasting my days
F#m
I throw them away
D
Losing it all on these
sick little games
[Bridge]
F#m
If I play my cards right
D
I could make the big time
F#m E
I could be a reason to stare
F#m
Caught up in the spot light
D
Shaking from the stage fright
F#m E
How did I end up here?
[Interlude]
A~ E~
All part of the same
F#m~
Sick little games
D~
And I need to get away,
get away, get away, get away
[Chorus]
A E
We're all part of the same
F#m
Sick little games
D
And I need to get away, get away
A E
I'm wasting my days
F#m
I throw them away
D
Losing it all on these
sick little games
[Outro]
A E
All part of the same
F#m
Sick little games
D~
And I need to get away,
get away, get away, get away