Theory of a deadman

^B Friday is when you left me
So ^E I'll drink myself to sleep
^B And Sunday is when I wake up
^E Not to remember a thing
B, A, E, A
Ver 1
My ^B friends all say the ^A same thing
I ^E don't know my new ^A girl too well
(and ^B I know) That all this l ^A ying gets to ^E me
And ^A no one seems to give a shit
^B (the way) She t ^A alks to every guy in the ^E bar
(I guess) It should've ^A raised some kind of alarm
^B Who'd ever think I'd ^A go and end up
Like ^E all the other guys that you ^A gone and fucked
Chorus
^D Well it ain't no surprise
^A That you turn me on and ^G leave
It ain't no surprise
^A That you turn it around on me
^D I don't know why
^A You won't give me what I need
^G It ain't no surprise
A B, A, E, A
(Whoa) That that bitch is leaving me
Ver 2 (Same chords as Ver 1)
My friends are mean to me
They say I don't break up too well
(they know) That all this crying gets to me
And no one seems to give a shit
I know you want to, so go on and say it
Just go on and say it (x2)
Chorus
^B Leaving me (x3)
^B Friday is when you left me
So ^E I'll drink myself to sleep
^B And Sunday I never woke up ^E
Chorus
E A B, A
Whoa that that bitch is leaving me
End with E