Music is my Life

Sum 41 - Fat Lip (acoustic)

E        
Storming through the party like my name was El Ninio 
A 
When I'm hangin' out drinking in the back of an El Camino 
E 
As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name. 
A 
I trashed my own house party cause nobody came. 

(Pré Chorus) Abafado 
E 
I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school 
C#m                             A 
Never going, ever showing up when we had to. 
E 
Is it attention that we crave don't tell us to behave, 
C#m                           A 
I'm sick of always hearing act your age. 

(Chorus) "Power chord" 
E                    B 
I don't want to waste my time 
  C#m                   A   
And become another casualty of society. 
E                     B 
I'll never fall in line 
   C#m                   A 
Become another victim of your conformity  
And back down. 

(Verse) 
Because you don't 
E  
Know us at all we laugh when old people fall. 
A 
But what would you expect with a conscience so small. 
E 
Heavy metal and mullets it's how we were raised. 
A 
Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised 

(Pré Chorus) 
E 
Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense and, 
C#m                                         A 
Cutting people down is just a minor offence then, 
E 
It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn. 
C#m                                A 
I'm sick of being told to wait my turn. 

(Chorus) "Power chord" 
E                    B 
I don't want to waste my time 
  C#m                   A   
And become another casualty of society. 
E                     B 
I'll never fall in line 
   C#m                   A 
Become another victim of your conformity  
And back down. 

(DEDILHADO) 
E      B       C#m                 A            
Don't count on me, to let you know when. 
E      B       C#m                 A  
Don't count on me, I'll do it again. 
E      B       C#m                 A  
Don't count on me, it's the point you're missing. 
E      B       C#m                 A  
Don't count on me, cause I'm not listening. 

E 
Well I'm a no-goodnick lower middle class brat, 
A 
Back packed and I don't give a shit about nothing. 
E 
You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin. 
A 
But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffing. 
E 
Then if the egg don't stain you'll be ringing off the hook, 
A 
You're on the hit list wanted in the telephone book. 
E 
I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion. 
A 
The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion.  

(Chorus) "Power chord" 
E                    B 
I don't want to waste my time 
  C#m                   A   
And become another casualty of society. 
E                     B 
I'll never fall in line 
   C#m                   A 
Become another victim of your conformity  
And back down. 
E           B 
Waste my time with them 
C#m         A 
Casualty of society. 
E          B 
Waste my time again, 
C#m          A 
Victim of your conformity  
And back down.