Pack It Up Boy chords by City Girl

Chords with lyrics

• Difficulty: Beginner

Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)

Chords:
Amaj7: x02120
Dmaj7: x00222


Intro spoken:
N.C.
I did not even know that there was joy in life

Until I started playing video games

I am not even kidding

Like, pew pew? - Brain serotonin

Kill a man? I like it

Listen...

♫ Chorus:
Amaj7Amaj7               Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- I think that you’ve gotten the wrong impression (Yeah)
Amaj7Amaj7            Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- You say you love me but I don’t love the pressure (Nope)
Amaj7Amaj7          Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- Call me baby, I’ll be calling you never (Eh, eh, eh, eh)
Dmaj7Dmaj7             Dmaj7Dmaj7
Miss me with that shit, I will never be that bitch uh (Sheesh)

Amaj7Amaj7           Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- You’re okay but really nothing that special
Amaj7Amaj7             Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- Savе your love letters for somеone who wants you (Not me)
Amaj7Amaj7            Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- I think its funny I'm the one  you confessed to
Dmaj7Dmaj7            Dmaj7Dmaj7                Amaj7Amaj7
Boy just give it up, out of patience out of luck uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh)


♫ Verse 1:
   Dmaj7Dmaj7         Amaj7Amaj7
In my personal opinion, I’m thinkin'
       Dmaj7Dmaj7            Amaj7Amaj7
You shouldn’t text me especially if you’re drinkin'
        Dmaj7Dmaj7             Amaj7Amaj7
What would your mama say if she knew you were simpin’?
Dmaj7Dmaj7      Dmaj7Dmaj7    Amaj7Amaj7
Pack it up boy, pack it up - oh yeah

    Dmaj7Dmaj7             Amaj7Amaj7
Didn’t want to say it but I’m out of options
    Dmaj7Dmaj7                Amaj7Amaj7
I don’t want your roses, this shit ain’t my calling
    Dmaj7Dmaj7               Amaj7Amaj7
No one told me that I should proceed with caution
  Dmaj7Dmaj7      Dmaj7Dmaj7
So pack it up boy, pack it up oh yeah

♫ Chorus:
Amaj7Amaj7               Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- I think that you’ve gotten the wrong impression (Impression)
Amaj7Amaj7            Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- You say you love me but I don’t love the pressure (Pressure)
Amaj7Amaj7          Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- Call me baby, I’ll be calling you never (Calling you never)
Dmaj7Dmaj7             Dmaj7Dmaj7
Miss me with that shit, I will never be that bitch uh

Amaj7Amaj7           Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- I don’t think I really treat you that special
Amaj7Amaj7           Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- Just a pretty girl who actually gets you
Amaj7Amaj7            Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- But really honest and for that I applaud you (Skrrt, skrrt)
Dmaj7Dmaj7               Dmaj7Dmaj7         Amaj7Amaj7
Boy just give it up, you’re really pushing your luck uh


♫ Verse 2:
   Dmaj7Dmaj7         Amaj7Amaj7
In my personal opinion, I’m thinkin'
       Dmaj7Dmaj7            Amaj7Amaj7
You shouldn’t text me especially if you’re drinkin'
        Dmaj7Dmaj7             Amaj7Amaj7
What would your mama say if she knew you were simpin’?
Dmaj7Dmaj7      Dmaj7Dmaj7    Amaj7Amaj7
Pack it up boy, pack it up - oh yeah

     Dmaj7Dmaj7              Amaj7Amaj7
Swear at night that you be weighing on my conscience
    Dmaj7Dmaj7               Amaj7Amaj7
You be taking shit I said straight out of context
    Dmaj7Dmaj7              Amaj7Amaj7
Had an idea of what we were but then I lost it
Dmaj7Dmaj7      Dmaj7Dmaj7
Pack it up boy, pack it up oh yeah


♫ Chorus:
Amaj7Amaj7               Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- I think that you’ve gotten the wrong impression (Yeah, yeah)
Amaj7Amaj7            Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- You say you love me but I don’t love the pressure (Nope)
Amaj7Amaj7          Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- Call me baby, I’ll be calling you never (Eh, eh, eh, eh)
Dmaj7Dmaj7             Dmaj7Dmaj7
Miss me with that shit, I will never be that bitch uh

Amaj7Amaj7           Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- You’re okay but really nothing that special (Sorry, dude)
Amaj7Amaj7             Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- Save your love letters for someone who wants you (Not me)
Amaj7Amaj7             Dmaj7Dmaj7
-- I think it's funny I'm the one you confessed to (Yeah)
Dmaj7Dmaj7            Dmaj7Dmaj7                Amaj7Amaj7
Boy just give it up, out of patience out of luck uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
       Amaj7Amaj7
(Sounds like shade to me)


♫ Verse 3:
   Dmaj7Dmaj7         Amaj7Amaj7
In my personal opinion, I’m thinkin'
       Dmaj7Dmaj7            Amaj7Amaj7
You shouldn’t text me especially if you’re drinkin'
        Dmaj7Dmaj7             Amaj7Amaj7
What would your mama say if she knew you were simpin’?
Dmaj7Dmaj7      Dmaj7Dmaj7    Amaj7Amaj7
Pack it up boy, pack it up - oh yeah (Eh, eh, eh, eh)


♫ Outro:
Dmaj7Dmaj7 Amaj7Amaj7
Dmaj7Dmaj7 Amaj7Amaj7
Dmaj7Dmaj7 Amaj7Amaj7
Dmaj7Dmaj7

N.C.
And then I was like, sorry dude, you gotta go