Sum 41 - Fat Lip: chords

 E
Storming through the party
                B
like my name is El Niño
          A
When I'm hanging out drinking
in the back of el camino
      E
As a kid was a skid
                       B
and no one knew me by name
             A
I crashed my own house
party cuz nobody came

         E
And I know I'm not the
one you thought you
knew back In high school
C#m
Never going never showing
A
up whenever we had to
       E
The attention that we crave
don't tell us to behave
    C#m
I'm sick of always
                 A
hearing act your age

Chorus:
A
I don't wanna
E      B  C#m
waste my time
Become another
G#m    A     G#m  A
casualty of society
            E   B  C#m
I'll never fall in line
               G#m
Become another victim
A          G#m   A
of your conformity
And back down

Be... Cause... You.... Don't
Know us at all
We laugh when old people fall
But what would you expect
with a conscience so small
Heavy metal and mullets
is how we were raised
Maiden and Priest were
the gods that we praised

And we like having fun at
other peoples expense and
Cutting people down
is just a minor offence
And it's none of your concern
I guess I'll never learn
I'm sick of being
told to wait my turn

Chorus

E     B/D#     C#m
Don't count on me
    A
To let you know when
E     B/D#     C#m
Don't count on me
      A
I'll do it again
E     B/D#     C#m
Don't count on me
          A
It's the point your missing
E     B/D#     C#m
Don't count on me
    A
Cuz I'm not listening

            D  E
Well I'm a no goodnick
       D       E     A
lower middle class brat
      D     E
Back packed and I dont
         D    E    A
give a shit about nothing
You be standing on the corner
talking on that kuffufin
         D     E
But you don't make sense
              D       E  A
from all the gas you be huffing
       D    E
If the ink don't stain
           D      E        A
you'll be ringing off the hook
             D   E
Your on the hit list wanted
        D    E    A
in the telephone book
        D     E
I like songs with distortion
     D   E     A
to drink in proportion
The DOCTOR said my mom
                        D
should've had an abortion

Chorus