Title: Complicated
Subtitle: (acoustic)
Artist: Good Charlotte
Album:
Author: Good Charlotte
Copyright:
Tabled by: Hatt©
Instructions:
Notices: E-mail: Henryamaya@hotmail.com


Lyric


And we've been here for so many years,
Still it seems as if you're not there [are you there?]
Every time I talk, you turn away [do you care?],
Isn't Dad an obligation to care

-[Chorus]-
And we've been here for so many years,
So many years still it seems,
So complicated, overrated, complicated,
This feeling is low
-[End of chorus]-

Well I came in the door, I said it before,
I never let the stress get me down no more
Giving thanks to the Lord, and I pray every day,
Giving shots to my peeps and this is what we said,

[Chorus]

You left us one little room with a black and white TV,
One eviction notice, and a bill for therapy,
You're living all alone you're like a dog without a bone,
You're living all alone 'cause you left us all at home,
Well you had a second chance but you threw it all
away,
A fourth and fifth and sixth but that was yesterday,
Now you're sitting at a bar just a drowning in your tears,
Lonely in the corner while everybody cheers,

[Chorus]

Six Dollars in your pocket
And One's your secret stash
Three's for alcohol and two's for cigarettes

Tempo: 135 BPM
Tracks: 1
Instruments:
Bars: 98

Lyric

One Time
One time
Alright here we go
Two times
Alright
Here we go
Here we go
And we've been here for so many years
But still it seems as if you're not there
Are you there?
Well everytime I talk
You turn away
Do you care?
Isn't Dad an obligation to care
And we've been here for so many years
So many years still it seems
So complicated
Overrated
You're complicated
Well this feeling is love
Well I came through the door
yeah I said it before
I never let the stress get me down no more
Giving thanks to the Lord
You know I pray everyday
Giving shots to my peeps
And this is what we said


And we've been here for so many years
So many years still it seems
So complicated
Overrated
You're complicated
Well this feeling is love
You got your one little room with a black and white TV
We got your one single bed, and you don't wanna see
You're living all alone
You're like a dog without a bone
You're living all alone cause you left us all at home
Well you had a second chance but you threw it all away
A fourth a fifth a sixth
But that was yesterday
Now you're sitting at a bar just drowning in your tears
All lonely in the corner
While everybody cheers
And we said
And we've been here for so many years
So many years still it seems
So complicated
You're overrated
you're complicated
Well this feeling is love
The six dollars in your pocket
And ones a secret stash
Twos for alchohol and threes for cigarettes