Sick Little Games Lyrics

Nothing Personal
Submitted by: paramore_fans@yahoo.com
Key: D
Chords used:
A/C# - x476xx
Intro: D--Bm--Em--A-- x2
Verse 1:
Oh my God I'm such a terrible mess
I'm turned on by the tabloids
You would never have guessed
That I'm a sucker for their gossip
Man, I take it too far
I bottle up my Hollywood
And watch them name their kids after cars
Refrain:
I'm finding me out
I'm having my doubts
I'm losing the best of me
Chorus 1:
We're all part of the same
Sick little games
And I need to get away get away
I'm wasting my days
I throw them away
Losing it all on these
sick little games
Interlude: D--Bm--Em--A--
Verse 2:
I fell in love she was
the friend of a sister
Of somebody famous at
least for a day
Expensive habits and a
taste for the town
Had me chasing down
red carpets
And watching all my
friends slip away
Refrain 2:
They're finding me out
I'm having my doubts
I'm losing the best of me
Dressed up as myself
To live in the shadow
Of who I'm supposed to be
(Repeat Chorus 1)
Bridge:
If I play my cards right
I could make the big time
I could be a reason to stare
Caught up in the spot light
Shaking from the stage fright
How did I end up here?
All part of the same
Sick little games
And I need to get away
get away get away get away
Chorus 2:
We're all part of the same
Sick little games
And I need to get away get away
I'm wasting my days
I throw them away
Losing it all on these
sick little games
Outro:
We're all part of the same
Sick little games
G(hold)
And I need to get away get away