Standard (EADGBE)
Very simple:
[Hook]
Why is everything I love the most
So wrong for me?
And everything Im holding close, is so far away from me
They dont want me to lie, but they dont wanna hear the truth
It never made sense to me
Why everything I love the most is so wrong for me
Verse 1
Problematic, Im so problematic that Im probably a problem addict
Poppin aspirin cause my head is hurting
Hotel bedroom missing curtains
Sheets everywhere like a storm has passed
In fact it looks like I got into a wrestling match
Empty bottle of Jack, I can tell I did that
I can smell it in fact, its like death and ass
Think for a minute, then roll over and look
To my left, is an open book, the Bible
To my right is a guilty conscious her name is Brook, my rival
At least I think her name is Brook?
Shes asleep and Im givin her the lamest look
Move her hair back so I can see her face
Cause it was dark when I met her at the game
It took about five minutes to get her inside the whip
Another five minutes to get up inside the lips
Never tried, really man I really tried to slip out
But it was just thighs and hips
Okay, I was high and shit
On alcohol and a Yelawolf ego-trip
Leave her lying in bed, cause I dont need no kiss
And its the walk of shame again
[Hook]
Why is everything I love the most
So wrong for me?
And everything Im holding close, is so far away from me
They dont want me to lie, but they dont wanna hear the truth
It never made sense to me
Why everything I love the most is so wrong for me
Verse 2
Smokin out, throwin up
Keep a fifth off in my cup
Trying not to be a simp
But every time I take a sip
I think Im gonna fall in lust
Im back and forth like Im packing a truck
In a house that never runs out of boxes
Knowing that if I put on my tennis shoes
And a fresh fit, Ill end up sockless
By the end of the night, flip flopping
Ill B-Boy if you let me Hip Hop in
Alligator skin cowgirl boots only means lets get it crockin
That mini skirt makes any man a flirt
Manicures animal furs and a purse
What could a little bit a smoke and Henny hurt?
You make any jerk make a penny work
Sinister with sin in her
She can leave a devil sitting in the church
On another level not in the earth
Jessica Alba had twins at birth
Trippin sure, piles of E, ménage-a-trois, piles of three
Waking up again not proud of me
Yeah, Im a lousy fiend
[Hook]
Why is everything I love the most
So wrong for me?
And everything Im holding close, is so far away from me
They dont want me to lie, but they dont wanna hear the truth
It never made sense to me
Why everything I love the most is so wrong for me
[repeat]
That's throughout the whole song. Enjoy!