D Em A7 Now, where's the fun, in burying the hatchet D if I ain't even gonna take a swing D Em A7 And I spent months sharpening it up for you D but when we met I couldn't do a thing Em A7 D7 G Em but say sorry baby, Im saying sorry to you A D7 G Em Im saying sorry, baby it just felt like the right thing to do D Em A7 Holding the hatchet high overhead, honey D While the edge gleams in the sun D Em A7 And I'm cutting down every olive branch in the San Fernando Valley D Even though I just need one Em A7 D7 G Em Just to say sorry baby, I'm saying sorry to you A D7 G Em A Im saying sorry, baby it just felt like the right thing to do Em D A Em And there's this place inside my head where I'm twirling every day, Em D A G Sometimes you need the pink slip more than you need the pay Em A D7 G Em And Im saying sorry baby, I'm saying sorry to you Em A D7 G Em I'm saying sorry, baby It just felt like the right thing to do A and you're sorry too
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