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[Intro]BEABEABEABEA[Verse 1]F#E
Tonight I’m going to make
BEABEA
Some predictable mistakes
F#E
But if you haven’t got regrets
BEABEA
You haven’t started yet
[Pre Chorus 1]AE
You point your finger so much, you wore it down to the bone;
B
It’s a wonder you can still type that shit on your phone
AE
Everyone’s a dupe, yeah, but somehow you’re not
F#
Hold onto that feeling
F#B
Because you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone
[Chorus]BG#mF#
I’m genuinely sorry for all the stupid things I’ve done;
EB
All the things I used to say, more than half of them were wrong
G#mF#
I’m trying to find a little forgiveness, it’s the only thing left going
E
Because there’s not such thing as pure
BEA
No one has a perfect score
BEABEABEA[Verse 2]F#E
I’m jealous of your sense
BEABEA
Of wounded innocence
F#E
And I’m bored of arguments
BEA
With fraudulent intent
BEA
(I know what you really meant)
[Pre Chorus 2]AE
History is not a package holiday
B
Where if something isn’t perfect then you get to complain
AE
The older I get the more I realise that I
F#
Don’t know much of anything
F#B
That’s why I’m trying to hold my tongue
[Chorus]BG#mF#
I’m genuinely sorry for all the stupid things I’ve done;
EB
All the things I used to say, more than half of them were wrong
G#mF#
I’m trying to find a little forgiveness, it’s the only thing left going
E
Because there’s not such thing as pure
BEA
No one has a perfect score
BEABEA
There’s a skeleton behind your door
BEA
No one has a perfect score
B
No perfect score
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