Too Bad Acordes

[Intro]
F#    B
 
[Verse]
F#                                                            B
You never said nothing about L.A. Well i got here on a hot day.
F#                                                   B
Took a look around said “well now nobody here looks like you anyway”
F#
Told me Ventura's the place, so I rented a place.
B
Stuck a handful of flowers in a good will vase.
F#                                                                     B
Said right out loud “girl your home,and this what is feels like alone.”
 
B
You ain’t in this living room asleep on the old green couch.
F#
You ain’t in this kitchen draggin’ all the dishes out.
B
You won’t ever walk this hall, never make this bed.
G#m                                  F#     B               F#     B
I got you out of my heart after all, too bad your in my head.
 
                          F#                                              B
You never said nothin’ about leavin’. now every tuesday feels like leavin’.
                 F#                                                        B
Try not to think about it, talk about it it's usually friday before I'm feelin’
     F#                                                        B
Good enough to walk around town. Find nobody and just hang out now.
               F#                                                                      B
But, it’s under my skin, keeps creepin' in. it’s haunting me, I still can’t believe.
 
B
I ain’t in this living room asleep on the old green couch.
F#
I ain’t in this kitchen draggin’ all the dishes out.
B
I won’t ever walk this hall, never make this bed.
G#m                                  F#     B               F#     B   F#  D#m  C#
I got you out of my heart after all, too bad your in my head.
 
 
C# B C# D#m        F#       B           A#m D#m G#m          C#
Oh I could call. Hey I won’t answer. Is this all, I think it is.  Oh I know it is.
 
B
We ain’t in this living room asleep on the old green couch.
F#
We ain’t in this kitchen draggin’ all the dishes out.
B
We won’t ever walk this hall, mess up this king-sized bed.
G#m                                  F#     B               F#     B
I got you out of my heart after all, too bad your in my head.
 
 
I got you out of my heart after all.. too bad your in my head.
 
F#                                   B
You never said nothin about L.A.
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