Theory of a Deadman - I Hate My Life

Tuning - down half a step to Eb

Verse
               D
So sick of the hobos 
                    A
Always beggin' for change 
               G  
I don't like how I gotta work 
                                D
And they just sit around and get paid 

I hate all of the people
Who can't drive their cars
Bitch you better get out of the way 
Before I, start falling apart 

I hate how my wife
Is always up my ass
She always wants to buy brand new things
But I, don't have the cash 

Chorus
                A 
Well I hate my job, all my rich friends
               G                 D
I hate everyone to the bitter end
                     A                      G
Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight 
            D
I hate my life 

Verse
How come I never get laid? 
Nice guys always lose 
How could she have another headache? 
There's always some kind of excuse 

I still hate my job 
My boss is a dick 
I don't get paid nearly enough 
To put up with all of his shit 

Chorus

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Verse
I hate that I can't tell 
When a girl's underage 
And how when I tell her she's a nice piece of ass 
Then her daddy punches me in the face 

So if you're pissed like me 
Bitches here's what you've gotta do 
Put your middle fingers up in the air 
Go on and say 'Fuck you' 

Chorus

               A 
So much at stake
                  G
Can't catch a break
            D
I hate my life 
                    A
No there's nothing new
                     G 
And it sucks to be you
                    D 
I fucking hate my life

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