Intro Em A D Bm Verse 1 Em A Another weekend, oh D Bm I was with my friends at a show Em A While you were sneaking, oh D Bm You forgot you said you'd drive me home Em A So took a taxi home, cold and alone D Bm In the dark on my own Em A So we're not speaking, no D Bm* Read between the silence on the phone Pre-Chorus Em A I'm not the kind of girl that would go flipping you off D Bm But you're the kind of guy that gives nothing while taking it all Em A You'll be acting like you don't know what you did that was wrong D Bm So I hope you pay attention while I'm singing this song Chorus Em A D Bm Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines, oh Em A D And I said I don't care but maybe I might D* A* Em A D Bm Baby, there's a thing called lies, oh, but yours aren't white, no Em A D Bm I wrote your sorries down, and I crossed them out Em A D Bm A thing called lines, oh, lines, oh Em A D* Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines Verse 2 Em A My girl was swipin' through D Bm Funny how she came across you Em A So she swiped right on you D Bm Didn't think you'd swipe right too Em A I've had about enough, losing trust D Bm* Em And there's nothing left to do A D You put a hex on us Bm* And you've got a lot to undo Pre-Chorus Em A I'm not the kind of girl that would go flipping you off D Bm But you're the kind of guy that gives nothing while taking it all Em A You'll be acting like you don't know what you did that was wrong D Bm So I hope you pay attention while I'm singing this song Chorus Em A D Bm Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines, oh Em A D And I said I don't care but maybe I might D* A* Em A D Bm Baby, there's a thing called lies, oh, but yours aren't white, no Em A D Bm I wrote your sorries down, and I crossed them out Em A D Bm A thing called lines, oh, lines, oh Em A D Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines Bridge (Muted strums) Em A So this is it, your final strike D Bm I've given you chances, you're a lucky guy Em A Love is pure, it's kerosine D Bm Neither of us are perfect, but you are just being mean Em A So cross my heart, leave me to die D Bm Stick a needle in my eye Em A Fool me once, fool me twice D* One more time, then you've crossed the Chorus Em A D Bm Line, oh, there's a thing called lines, oh Em A D And I said I don't care but maybe I might D* A* Em A D Bm Baby, there's a thing called lies, oh, but yours aren't white, no Em A D Bm I wrote your sorries down, and I crossed them out Em A D Bm A thing called lines, oh, lines, oh Em A D* Lines, oh, there's a thing called lines
