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