A# F D# Back in high school we used to take it slow A# F D# Red lipstick on and high heel stilettos A# F D# Had a job downtown working the servo A# F D# Had me waiting in line couldn't even let go Gm F D# 'Cause I never wanna be that guy Gm F D# Who doesn't even get a taste Gm F D# No more having to chase F To win that prize Chorus: A# D# F You're just a little bit out of my limit A# D# F It's been two years now you haven't even seen the best of me Gm D# F And In my mind now I've been over this a thousand times D# But it's almost over F Let's start over Back in high school, we used to make up plans Called you up one day to meet split ends 'Cause I never wanna be that guy Who doesn't even get a taste No more having to chase to win that prize Oh Chorus: You're just a little bit out of my limit It's been two years now Haven't even seen the best of me And in my mind, now I've been over this a thousand times But it's almost over Let's start over You're just a little bit out of my limit It's been two years now Haven't even seen the best of me (Me) And in my mind, now I've been over this a thousand times But it's almost over Let's start over | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# D# F Gm |