Giving Up chords by Boys of Fall

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Verse 1
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I'm givin' up, givin' up, givin' up,
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Am 
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baby
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F 
C 
I'll paint you a picture,
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C 
Am 
yeah of a girl in  black
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Staring at me from across the room,
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F 
and as we dance
C 
She's whispering
everything I wanna hear
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But I've felt like this so many times,
G 
so what's one more, dear?
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Here I am by myself again
Sweet soft lips, didn't notice it
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You need the rush of what I give
But your pretty little heart,
it belongs to him
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C 
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If he breaks it, I'm waiting
End of the bar in the corner faded
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But you don't care, I fear
C 
No I'm sick of waiting up
It seems my love isn't
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good enough so
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Take those lips and get them
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out of my head
C 
You're undressed, his apartment
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I'm drunk, left with nothing
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C 
Don't trust the devil 'cause
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she's not who you think she is
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No, she's not who you think she is
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G 
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F 
I'm getting sick, sick, sick of it
No, she's not who you think
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F 
she is
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C 
I'm getting sick of it, sick of it, ooh
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You're twisting it
Looks to kill and you're killing it
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C 
Am 
Pulled me an d I'm fixed in it
You burn the air and I breathe it in
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C 
F 
And you fuck with me everyday
I know you say,
it's probably better this way
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I   only wish you could stay,
wish you could stay
I've had enough, so
C 
I'm sick of waiting up
It seems my love isn't
Am 
good enough so
C 
Take those lips and get them
out of my head
You're undressed, his apartment
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I'm drunk, left with nothing
Am 
C 
Don't trust the devil 'cause
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she's not who you think she is
Take it from me, she'll lead you in
C 
Lips like hell and you'll burn for it
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I don't think girl you can handle it
And I'm sick of taking blame
C 
in every argument
Done with all the bitching and wishing
you would never go
Sick of taking the hate with
me out on the road
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C 
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And if I come back and you're not there
If I come back and you're not
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F 
there
I'm givin' up, givin' up,
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G 
C 
G 
givin' up, baby
I'm givin' up, givin' up, givin' up
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F 
Now I'm sick of waiting up
It seems my love isn't good enough so
Am 
F 
Take those lips and get them
out of my head
C 
You're undressed, his apartment
I'm drunk, left with nothing
Am 
C 
Don't trust the devil cause
F 
C 
she's not who you think she is
I'm sick of waiting up
F 
I'm not good enough, no
C 
You're undressed, his apartment
I'm drunk, left with nothing
Am 
C 
Don't trust the devil cause
she's not who you think, no
G 
F 
Not who you think she is