C G Dm Am Running late, hit my girl on the coffee table C G Am then I ran out of gas I hailed a cab But ended up in the middle of nowhere And someone stole all my cash Guess, guess Chorus: F G oh what a tangled web I weave C Am I've got no tricks left at my sleeve F G I've tossed my head into the rain Dm G C F I've got it bad Dm G C F you've got it even worse now Dm G C F let's put our heads together G and reverse the curse All dressed up But slipped into some muddy waters This day just ain't going right My devices Always lead me straight to crisis And that's my so called life Life, life Chorus: Oh, what a tangled web I weave I've got no tricks left up my sleeve I've tossed my head into the rain I've got it bad You've got it even worse now Let's put our heads together And reverse the curse A# F/A G I'm all out of luck or is it running out of me A# F/A I'm all all screwed up G C but there's no place I rather be Chorus: Well, I've got it bad You've got it even worse now Let's put our heads together And reverse the curse Oh, I've got it good You've even got it better Baby we put our heads together And reverse the curse Yes, we'll reverse the curse Of ours so called life | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Am A# C Dm F G |