D I get high out the window Gmaj7 And I don't tell my mom D I mix you with my vodka Gmaj7 And it turns me on Chorus: Bm F#7 There's a hole in my heart and I can't find the bullet D But you sleep with the firearm E Gmaj7 I should've pulled it on you What a shame, I can see it all Gm Now that we're through I get drunk with my friends Your name never comes up I tell strangers online That we broke up Chorus: There's a hole in my heart and I hate that it's there 'Cause I liked to act like I really don't care But I do What a shame that I put up with you What a joke, was it all just an act? I hate that it took me so long to react You had me convinced that you loved me What a fucked up reality show Was it fame or the lack thereof? I just don't know You had me convinced that you loved me, oh I'm not sure you realize The pain that you caused I don't feel like talking But everyone else does Chorus: There's a hole in my heart and I can't find the bullet But you sleep with the firearm I should've pulled it on you Now I don't have the energy to | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsBm D E F#7 Gm Gmaj7 |