Em7 D Em7 Csus2 You cry over boys you haven't even met in real life Em7 Yeah, you know he's the worst D Em7 Csus2 But you tell all your friends he seems nice, oh-oh Em7 D You change like the seasons in LA Em7 Csus2 And by that I mean that you don't ever really even change Em7 D No, you just cry over boys you haven't Em7 Csus2 even met in real life, oh-oh Chorus: Am7 How many nights can you spend Csus2 G Staining your pillow with makeup? When you're really upset D Am7 It's so annoying to take off Just to do it again Csus2 G D Oh, what's the point in dressing up to be let down? Em7 Csus2 G D Aren't you tired of getting hurt? Em7 Csus2 G D Aren't you sick of, of making it worse? You cry over boys you know would never cry about you He used to light up your room Now your phone is darker than a tattoo, oh-oh You move like the Earth around the stars Broken-hearted when you end up in the same place that you start No, back to crying over boys you know would never cry about you Oh-oh Chorus Aren't you tired of getting hurt? Aren't you sick of, of making it worse? Yeah, when you gonna learn? (when you gonna learn?) When you gonna learn? When you gonna learn (how not to get hurt?) When you gonna learn? You cry over boys you haven't even met in real life Yeah, you know he's the worst But you tell all your friends he seems nice | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm7 Csus2 D Em7 G |