Tom: Am
Am C F
Was it part of the plan to fuck it up so bad?
G Am
Oh, sorry mom and dad, nothing this good could ever last
C F
I got teeth made of glass and a table made of steel (Yeah)
Du-du-du
[Chorus]
Am F
Nothing's real, life's a game
Am F
That makes a man lose sight of his own name
G F
It ain't Paquin, it's Paquin
Am
Now you know, yeah
Am C F
[Verse]
Am C
The clouds are out but that's okay
F
I don't need sunshine, I need rain
To drown the talking out
Am
Let's see what this talk is all about
When I come back around
F
You better give it to me straight
[Bridge]
Am
Well, I give it, you take it, I live it, you fake it
I bought it, you break it, you push it away
F
Now everyone hates my guts (Fuck)
[Chorus]
Am F
Nothing's real, so play pretend
Am F
In seven months it might just stumble into your hands
G F
It ain't Paquin, it's Paquin
Am
Now you know, yeah
Am F
Am F
Am F
Well nothing's real, life's a game
Am F
That makes a man lose sight of his own name
G F
It ain't Paquin, it's Paquin
Am
Now you know, yeah
