You [Am]say today’s [C]always the day,
Cuz [C]tomorrow will [G]never come
The [Am]sky’s so blue that you’ve [C]got no clue
[F]Let me tie your [G]shoes

The [Am]crowded streets make me [C]feel the beat
Of the [C]empty heart that’s [G]stupid indeed
You [Am]fix my hair, is it [C]truth or dare?
[F]Just one of those [G]days

I [Am]hate the way you [F]talk to me.
[C]And the way you [G]cut your hair.
I [Am]hate the way you [F]drive my car.
[C]I hate it [G]when you stare.
I [G]hate your [Am]big dumb combat [F]boots.
And the [C]way you read my [G]mind.
I [G]hate the [Am]way you’re always [F]right.
I hate [C]it when you [G]lie.
I hate [Am]it when you make me [F]laugh.
Even [C]worse when you make me [G]cry.
I hate [Am]it I hate [F]it I hate [C]it when you’re not [G]around
I hate [Am]it I hate [F]it I hate [C]it when you’re not [G]around