Champ

Note: Please Tune Your Guitar To 443 Hz And Place A Capo On The 1St Fret.

Intro
1        2        3        4       1        2        3        4
|A                                | A                                   |
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|A                 A              | A                 C#m       D        |
|D                 E              | F#m                F#m                |
|F#m                E              | D                 D                 |

Verse 1
That AHoodie Was The ABest Thing To AHappen To DMe
Like The One Thing That You ESalvage From A F#mHouse Fire
When You ADropped Me At Her Amaj7House 'Cause I'm Just AToo Much To C#mDeal WDith
I'm The F#mLast Kid That Should BEe Around A LDighter
And ALying's Such A Amaj7Chore, But The ATruth Feels So C#mWronDg
And Every Turn I EMake Just Keeps Me From F#mGetting Where I Want
But When AI Confide In Amaj7Her, I ATear Apart The DEarth
There's F#mSomebody Who HEas It Ten Times WDorse
There's ANo Time Left To Pity And I See It In My C#mFrieDnds
And They All Look So Much EOlder Than F#mMe
But ToAnight I'm Feeling Amaj7Brave, I AThink I'll Act My C#mAge Until A KF#mid Says That There's SoEmething Wrong With MeD​

Chorus
And BmSometimes The SC#mmoke Smells GDood
Leave The AWindow Open When It's EFreezing BmCo-C#m--LdD​
I F#mKnowE​
When You BmLeft Me Home C#mAlonDe, When You LAeft For Your Award SEhow
I BmDitched You Guys AC#mnd DDied, Laid In The SnF#mow  E​

Verse 2
Spent AToo Many Amaj7Nights
APinching My C#mSides WonderiDng If I'm LEiving In A DF#mream
When I ADon't Know Who To Amaj7Ask
I AThink That I'll Just C#mPass, Like, MF#maybe I'll Just FiEgure It Out MyseDlf
ButterAflies Inside Me, They ATurn Into C#mTapeworms
And I DStay AEwake 'Till My SF#mtomach Hurts
So AWhen It's 4 Am And I ACan't Eat AnyC#mthing
I'll Wake F#mUp Too Late And GEet What I DesDerve

Verse 3
And I BmKnoC#mw, I TDold You Two Weeks, BAut It's Been SeventeenE Years
And EveBmry C#mTime I SDing They Close Their EF#mars   E​
It's BmAll C#mIn My HDead, It's CAheesy But It's True E​
If I BmCould, I'dC#m Blame It ADll On YouF#m    E​
Sometimes BmI'd TryC#m To TDalk, And NAothing Comes Out
AnEd Most Of BmMy MC#memoriDes Aren't How F#m They Really Were   E​
I'm SBmlipping OC#mn The LDine, I'm ConfAused All The Time E​
When You BmGo To Claim C#mYour BDags, Don't Claim What's MF#mine  E​

Chorus
And ASometimes The Smoke Smells Amaj7Good
Leave The AWindow Open When IC#mt's Freezing CDolEd
I F#mKnow
When You ALeft Me Home Amaj7Alone, When You ALeft For Your AwarC#md Show
I F#mDitched You Guys And DEied, Laid In The SDnow

Instrumental
A C#m D E F#m
A C#m F#m E D x2

Verse 4
I AHave This Funny Amaj7Dream That I AMoved To Bombay C#mBeach
And I'm NeDver Seen Or EHeard From AF#mgain
Won't Have To AWatch Out For Amaj7Sharks Swimming AIn The Salton C#mSea
Even F#mThough I'm More Than SEure  D That One Just BDit Me
And I've ABeen Performing Amaj7Poorly, But It's ASo Hard To Be C#mHonest
She's Been DThreatening That EI Go Get Some F#mHelp
When I APicture Your Amaj7Face It Comes Up As Someone C#mElse
F#mSomeone Who's Treated Me The Same WAay