G D Don't you blame me if I get carried awayC G I don't like fucking boys who need to know what to sayD When there's silence in the roomG D We're all pining for that modern day manC G He's really a star, got the crowd going wild in the standsD C On a Saturday night, at the home field [Chorus]C G D C I won't feel anything when you leave me for deadC G D I won't do anything, like that hole in your goddamned headC I knew I was ready to stop going steadyG D When the home team was losing twenty to oneC I don't really give a shit about the score on the score boardPlease Lord! Please Lord! Please Lord! [Interlude]G D C G D [Verse 2]G D Don't you blame me if I don't answer my phoneC G I don't like fucking boys who need to know what to doD When there's no one else homeG D We're all pining for that modern day girlC G She's really a star, got the crowd just jumping for joyD C On a Saturday night, at the home field [Chorus]C G D C I won't feel anything when you leave me for deadC G D I won't do anything, like that hole in your goddamned headC I knew I was ready to stop going steadyG D When the home team was losing twenty to oneC I don't really give a shit about the score on the score board Please Lord! Please Lord! Please Lord!Cmaj7 I don't wanna talk about love I don't wanna talk about us I don't wanna sit at the kitchen table You talk and I listenC G To the news on the cable tv
Home Team
Indigo De Souza
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Tom:
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