You Sir

[Verso 1] Okay, so C I know I'm twenty-three Am But I've heard about a time F When a gentleman existed G But somethin' happened to that kind C Now we're handed lesser evils Am We're saying shit like, "Yeah, he's fine" F Talk about a man like a McMuffin G I really like him when I'm high [Pré-Refrão] F C Where'd they go? Am G The ones holding doors open, it's on the nose, but F C Where'd they run? Am G I'm sick of all the ones using my time just for their fun [Refrão] C I'd rather lose a limb before I kiss another loser Am And I can tell you're just another spit after you chew her F I'm done throwing my heart around, I'm cruisin' for a bruisin' G C I'd rather die alone than ever with someone like you, sir [Verso 2] C I had a type Am But I burned it to the ground F Went for the ones that kept me guessing G They'd pour a drop and I would drown C I can't believe that I've invested Am So many hours into men F Who should probably be arrested G I'd never do that shit again (No) [Pré-Refrão] F C Where'd they go? Am G To tell another victim that she's young, but she seems older F C Where'd they run? Am G Hopefully to some deserted island with no one [Refrão] C I'd rather lose a limb before I kiss another loser Am And I can tell you're just another spit after you chew her F I'm done throwing my heart around, I'm cruisin' for a bruisin' G I'd rather die alone than ever with someone like C I'd rather hold my pillow than you hoggin' up the middle Am I'd rather break my back than solve another stupid riddle F 'Cause lyin' boys will catch you like a paper in a fire G C I'd rather die alone than with another nice trier C Like you, sir Am F G Outro F C Where'd they go? Am G The ones holding doors open, it's on the nose, but F C I'm so done Am G If you ask me on a date, I'll say I'd rather eat a gun