Jakey – Saintlike chords

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[Intro]
Abm7 Gb

Ebm7I'm a saint, I'm a soul
Abm7Feel it in my bones, feel it in my bones
Gb Ebm7I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
Abm7Feel it in my bones, feel it in my toes
Gb EbmI'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
N.C.(Saintlike)
Abm7I'm sick and tired of waiting
Ebm7I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone, oh
Ebm7I know you're home
[Verse 1]
Abm7Oh my god Becky, look at that butt (Fuck it up)
Abm7Wrists on ice, with the 40s taped up
EbmGot a head full of dreams and a heart full of love
EbmBut I never made the money so nobody gave a fuck
Abm7Friday night, what you wanna do, solo Halo 2?
Abm7Sacrifice, no more Xbox Live in the room
Ebm7I'm alright, finish 40s while I'm listening to t.A.T.u
"All The Things She Said," and now I'm puking in the bathroom
Abm7Gone
[Pre-Chorus]
Abm7Maybe we could take it slow (Slow)
Ebm7Ain't nobody gotta know (God knows)
Ebm7Put the phone back in the bag, and let me get your mind
[Chorus]
Abm7Let me get your mind
Abm7Let me get your mind
Ebm7Let me get your mind on me
Ebm7We're doing fine (Yeah)
N.C."I don't give a fuck!"
[Verse 2]
Abm7Oh my god Becky, look at that ass
Abm7It's that tall motherfucker saying "Don't eat glass"
Ebm7And you know what they say about a guy with big shoes
Ebm7Insecurities and self-esteem issues
Abm7But Jakey Christ, baby Jakey, baby brother, Baby J
Abm7Tell your sister, tell your mother why you're feeling this way
N.C. Ebm7You've been working so hard till it's a.m. in the day
Abm7Got the 1, 5, 10, 20, fuck it 100K (Hot Boys)
[Pre-Chorus]
Abm7I don't want to take it slow (Slow)
Ebm7Fuck what anybody know (They know)
Ebm7Put the phone inside the trash, and let me get your mind
[Chorus]
Abm7Let me get your mind
Abm7Let me get your mind
Ebm7Let me get your mind on me
Ebm7We'll be alright, we'll be al-
N.C."I don't give a fuck!"
[Bridge] Abm7 Bbm
Bbm Ebm7I'm a saint, I'm a soul
Abm7Feel it in my bones, feel it in my bones
Gb Ebm7I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
Abm7Feel it in my bones, feel it in my toes
Gb EbmI'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a soul
N.C.(Saintlike)
[Verse 3]
Abm7Oh my god Becky, look at that butt
Abm7Wrists on ice, with the 40s taped up
EbmGot a head full of dreams and a heart full of love
EbmBut I never made the money so nobody gave a fuck
Abm7Think he funny, think he cute, think he ugly, think he stupid
Abm7Think he gay, think he straight, think he special, think he human
EbmThink he changed, think he can't, think he probably shoulda gave up
Abm7You fuckin' with him now, and his name is fuckin' Jake I'm gone
[Outro]
Abm7 Ebm7I've left, I'm like
Abm7My friends, my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Ebm7My friends, my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Abm7My friends, I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)
Abm7I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Ebm7I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)
Ebm7I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Abm7 Ebm7I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)
Ebm7I'm just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Ebm7I'm just (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)
Ebm7I'm just (I'm sick and tired of waiting)
Ebm7I'm just, I'm just (I'm sick and)
N.C."I don't give a fuck!"
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