Chords for Issues - 'Mad At Myself' (Acoustic)
Tempo:
70.25 bpm
Chords used:
Abm
Ebm
E
B
Gb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Abm]
I'm so mad at myself for giving [Ebm] in to what [E] I want
Never again, that [Abm] feeling we felt
We [Ebm] called it love, you [Em] called it off
And I've never been so [B] mad at myself
[Gb] Oh, [E] oh, so [B] mad at myself
[Gb] [Em]
[Abm] I got [Ebm] this old girl, I know she's trying to [E] play me
She's like a Honda, these days I drive Mercedes
[Abm] She's [Bb] a killer, try to get [Abm] inside my head
Try to give her wine and bread, but she prefers blood outbred
Playing [Gb] chess, ain't no way I'm gonna [E] fight fair
Playing tricks, like the vixen in my nightmare
[Abm] So [Gb] damn greedy, that girl is [B] so needy
I'm the king of this game, but I think she just beat me
I never [Ebm] should have let you [E] in
I need it, I need it [B] someday
I'm for [Ebm] this feeling they [E] call love
I'm [B] so mad at myself for giving [Ebm] in to what I [E] want
Never again, that feeling [Dbm] we felt
We called it [Ebm] love, you called it [B] off
And I've never been so mad at myself
[Ebm] [Abm] So [B] mad at myself
[Abm] I've
[Ebm] [B] got your [Abm] melody [Gb] in [E] my head
Feels like I'm singing it wrong
Then again, there's nothing [Gb] worse than being addicted [B] to a bad song
She's a fiend for [Ebm] attention, and [E] I'm a guilty dealer
[Dbm] [Gb] I'm for this feeling [Db] they call love
[Abm] I'm so mad at myself for [Gb] giving in to [E] what I want
Never again, that feeling [Dbm] we felt
We called [Ebm] it love, you called [E] it off
And I've never been so mad at [Abm] myself
[Ebm] [Abm]
So [B] mad at myself
[Abm] Yeah, [E]
so mad at myself
I'm so mad at myself for giving [Ebm] in to what [E] I want
Never again, that [Abm] feeling we felt
We [Ebm] called it love, you [Em] called it off
And I've never been so [B] mad at myself
[Gb] Oh, [E] oh, so [B] mad at myself
[Gb] [Em]
[Abm] I got [Ebm] this old girl, I know she's trying to [E] play me
She's like a Honda, these days I drive Mercedes
[Abm] She's [Bb] a killer, try to get [Abm] inside my head
Try to give her wine and bread, but she prefers blood outbred
Playing [Gb] chess, ain't no way I'm gonna [E] fight fair
Playing tricks, like the vixen in my nightmare
[Abm] So [Gb] damn greedy, that girl is [B] so needy
I'm the king of this game, but I think she just beat me
I never [Ebm] should have let you [E] in
I need it, I need it [B] someday
I'm for [Ebm] this feeling they [E] call love
I'm [B] so mad at myself for giving [Ebm] in to what I [E] want
Never again, that feeling [Dbm] we felt
We called it [Ebm] love, you called it [B] off
And I've never been so mad at myself
[Ebm] [Abm] So [B] mad at myself
[Abm] I've
[Ebm] [B] got your [Abm] melody [Gb] in [E] my head
Feels like I'm singing it wrong
Then again, there's nothing [Gb] worse than being addicted [B] to a bad song
She's a fiend for [Ebm] attention, and [E] I'm a guilty dealer
[Dbm] [Gb] I'm for this feeling [Db] they call love
[Abm] I'm so mad at myself for [Gb] giving in to [E] what I want
Never again, that feeling [Dbm] we felt
We called [Ebm] it love, you called [E] it off
And I've never been so mad at [Abm] myself
[Ebm] [Abm]
So [B] mad at myself
[Abm] Yeah, [E]
so mad at myself
Key:
Abm
Ebm
E
B
Gb
Abm
Ebm
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
I'm so mad at myself for giving [Ebm] in to what [E] I want
Never again, that [Abm] feeling we felt
We [Ebm] called it love, you [Em] called it off
And I've never been so [B] mad at myself
[Gb] Oh, [E] oh, so [B] mad at myself
[Gb] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [Abm] I got [Ebm] this old girl, I know she's trying to [E] play me
She's like a Honda, these days I drive Mercedes
[Abm] She's [Bb] a killer, try to get [Abm] inside my head
Try to give her wine and bread, but she prefers blood outbred
Playing [Gb] chess, ain't no way I'm gonna [E] fight fair
Playing tricks, like the vixen in my nightmare
[Abm] So [Gb] damn greedy, that girl is [B] so needy
I'm the king of this game, but I think she just beat me
I never [Ebm] should have let you [E] in
I need it, I need it [B] someday
I'm for [Ebm] this feeling they [E] call love
I'm [B] so mad at myself for giving [Ebm] in to what I [E] want
Never again, that feeling [Dbm] we felt
We called it [Ebm] love, you called it [B] off
And I've never been so mad at myself
[Ebm] [Abm] So _ _ _ [B] mad at myself
[Abm] _ I've _ _
_ [Ebm] _ [B] got your [Abm] melody [Gb] in [E] my head
Feels like I'm singing it wrong
Then again, there's nothing [Gb] worse than being addicted [B] to a bad song
She's a fiend for [Ebm] attention, and [E] I'm a guilty dealer
_ [Dbm] _ [Gb] I'm for this feeling [Db] they call love
[Abm] I'm so mad at myself for [Gb] giving in to [E] what I want
Never again, that feeling [Dbm] we felt
We called [Ebm] it love, you called [E] it off
And I've never been so mad at [Abm] myself
[Ebm] _ [Abm] _ _ _
So [B] mad at myself
[Abm] _ Yeah, _ [E]
so mad at myself _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm so mad at myself for giving [Ebm] in to what [E] I want
Never again, that [Abm] feeling we felt
We [Ebm] called it love, you [Em] called it off
And I've never been so [B] mad at myself
[Gb] Oh, [E] oh, so [B] mad at myself
[Gb] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [Abm] I got [Ebm] this old girl, I know she's trying to [E] play me
She's like a Honda, these days I drive Mercedes
[Abm] She's [Bb] a killer, try to get [Abm] inside my head
Try to give her wine and bread, but she prefers blood outbred
Playing [Gb] chess, ain't no way I'm gonna [E] fight fair
Playing tricks, like the vixen in my nightmare
[Abm] So [Gb] damn greedy, that girl is [B] so needy
I'm the king of this game, but I think she just beat me
I never [Ebm] should have let you [E] in
I need it, I need it [B] someday
I'm for [Ebm] this feeling they [E] call love
I'm [B] so mad at myself for giving [Ebm] in to what I [E] want
Never again, that feeling [Dbm] we felt
We called it [Ebm] love, you called it [B] off
And I've never been so mad at myself
[Ebm] [Abm] So _ _ _ [B] mad at myself
[Abm] _ I've _ _
_ [Ebm] _ [B] got your [Abm] melody [Gb] in [E] my head
Feels like I'm singing it wrong
Then again, there's nothing [Gb] worse than being addicted [B] to a bad song
She's a fiend for [Ebm] attention, and [E] I'm a guilty dealer
_ [Dbm] _ [Gb] I'm for this feeling [Db] they call love
[Abm] I'm so mad at myself for [Gb] giving in to [E] what I want
Never again, that feeling [Dbm] we felt
We called [Ebm] it love, you called [E] it off
And I've never been so mad at [Abm] myself
[Ebm] _ [Abm] _ _ _
So [B] mad at myself
[Abm] _ Yeah, _ [E]
so mad at myself _ _ _ _ _ _