[Intro] D E D E [Primera Parte] D You know I'm impatient E So why would you Leave me waiting outside the station? When it was like minus four degrees and I D I get what you're saying E I just really Don't want to hear it right now D Can you shut up for like once in your life? Listen to me E I took your nice words of advice about How you think I'm gonna die Lucky if I turned thirty three D Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney E Every other week But cut me some slack D Who do you want me to be? [Estribillo] D 'Cause I'm too messy E And then I'm too fucking clean You told me, "Get a job" D And you ask where the hell I've been And I'm too perfect E 'Til I open my big mouth I want to be me D Is that not allowed? And I'm too clever E And then I'm too fucking dumb You hate it when I cry D Unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect E 'Til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you D And you hate the fucking lot [Post-Refrão] E You hate the fucking lot D You hate the fucking lot E Hey, hey [Segunda Parte] D It's taking you ages E You still don't get the hint I'm not asking for pages But one text or two would be nice D And please, don't pull those faces E When I've been Out working my arse off all day D It's just one bottle of wine or two But hey, you can't even talk E You smoke weed just to help you sleep Then why you're out Getting stoned at four o'clock D And then you come home to me And don't say hello E 'Cause I got high again D And forgot to fold my clo__othes [Estribillo] D 'Cause I'm too messy E And then I'm too fucking clean You told me, "Get a job" D And you ask where the hell I've been And I'm too perfect E 'Til I open my big mouth I want to be me D Is that not allowed? And I'm too clever E And then I'm too fucking dumb You hate it when I cry D Unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect E 'Til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you D And you hate the fucking lot [Puente] E You hate the fucking D You hate the fucking lot ( E D E D E ) [Estribillo] D Oh, and I'm too messy E And then I'm too fucking clean You told me, "Get a job" D And you ask where the hell I've been And I'm too perfect E 'Til I open my big mouth I want to be me D Is that not allowed? And I'm too clever E And then I'm too fucking dumb You hate it when I cry D Unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect E 'Til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you D And you hate the fucking lot [Final] E You hate the fucking lot D You hate the fucking lot E You hate the fucking lot D You hate the fucking lot