Runaway chords by Silverstein

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E5                         D#5
And i always find, yeah, i always find somethin' wrong
                        C#5
You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long
                        F#5
I'm so gifted at findin' what i don't like the most
                    E5
So i think it's time for us to have a toast


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E5
Let's have a toast for the douchebags,
                D#5
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
               C#5
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
             F#5
Every one of them that i know
                E5
Let's have a toast for the jerkoffs
            D#5
That'll never take work off
       C#5
Baby, i got a plan
         F#5
Run away fast as you can


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E5
She find pictures in my email
                 D#5
I sent this bitch a picture of my, dick
                C#5
I don't know what it is with females
                F#5
But i'm not too good with that, shit
              E5
See, i could have me a good girl
                D#5
And still be addicted to them hoodrats
               C#5
And i just blame everything on you
                  F#5
At least you know that's what i'm good at

 E5
And i always find

Yeah, i always find
                D#5
Yeah, i always find somethin' wrong
                       C#5
You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long
                        F#5
I'm so gifted at findin' what i don't like the most
                    E5
So i think it's time for us to have a toast
E5
Let's have a toast for the douchebags,
                D#5
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
               C#5
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
             F#5
Every one of them that i know
               E5
Let's have a toast for the jerkoffs
            D#5
That'll never take work off
       C#5
Baby, i got a plan
          E5
Run away fast as you can

E5
Run away from me, baby
   D#5
Run away

Run away from me, baby
   C#5
Run away

Doesn't have to get crazy,

Why can't she just run away?

Babe i've got a plan,
            F#5
Run away as fast as you can

E5
Run away from me, baby
   D#5
Run away
          C#5
Run away from me, baby

Run away

Doesn't have to get crazy,

Why can't she just, run away?

Baby i got a plan,
           F#5
Run away as fast as you can

(E5  D#5  C#5  F#5)

24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind
I-i-i-i did it, all right, all right, i admit it
Now pick your next move, you could leave or live wit' it
Ichabod crane with that motherfuckin' top off
Split and go where? back to wearin' knockoffs, ha ha
Knock it off, neiman's, shop it off
Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
Hoes like poachers wanna fly in your freddy loafers
You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby, face it
You should leave if you can't accept the basics
Plenty hoes in the baller-nigga's matrix
Invisibly set, the rolex is faceless
I'm just young, rich, and tasteless
P!

E5
Never was much of a romantic
             D#5
I could never take the intimacy

And i know it did damage
                  C#5
Plus the look in your eyes, is killing me

I guess you knew an advantage
               F#5
Cuz you can blame me for every thing

And i don't know how imma manage
              E5