All Time Low - Sick little games

^COh my God, I'm such a ^Amterrible mess I'm ^Fturned on by the tabloids You would ^Gnever have guessed That I'm a ^Csucker for their gossip Man, I ^Amtake it too far ^FI bottle up my Hollywood And ^Gwatch 'em name their kids after cars

^FI'm finding me out ^GI'm having my doubts ^AmI'm losing the ^Fbest of me

We're ^Call part of the sam^Ge Sick little g^Amames And I need to g^Fet away, get away ^CI'm wasting my day^Gs I throw them a^Amway Losing it a^Fll on these sick little ga^Cmes ^{G Am F}

^CI fell in love, she was the ^Amfriend of a sister Of ^Fsomebody famous at l^Geast for a day ^CExpensive habits and a ^Amtaste for the town Had me ^Fchasin down red carpets And ^Gwatching all my friends slip away

^FThey're finding me out ^GI'm having my doubts ^AmI'm losing the ^Fbest of me ^FDressed up as myself ^GTo live in the shadow ^AmOf who I'm sup^Fposed to be

^CWe're all part of the sa^Gme Sick little ga^Ammes And I need to ^Fget away, get away ^CI'm wasting my da^Gys I throw them a^Amway Losing it ^Fall on these sick little games

^AmIf I play my cards right ^FI could make the big time ^AmI could be a reason to ^Gstare ^AmCaught up in the spot light ^FShaking from the stage fright ^AmHow did I end up ^Ghere?

^CAll part of the sa^Gme Sick little g^Amames And I need to ^Fget away, get away, get away, get away

^CWe're all part of the sa^Gme Sick little ga^Ammes And I need to g^Fet away, get away ^CI'm wasting my day^Gs I throw them a^Amway Losing it ^Fall on these sick little games

^CAll part of the s^Game Sick little g^Amames And I need to ^Fget away, get away, get away, get away