Cliche: acordes por
Wale
Wale

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Intro 1
Dm
Verse 1
Dm
Mama told me life's not fair
F
So cliche advice right there
Dm
The time we wasted, time we lost
Gm
A
Dm
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
Gm
Eb
Dm
We don't even try
Verse 2
Dm
What if love is nothing more than a fairy tale?
I care and all,
but I'm fearing this here a carousel to me
I'm here and gone to you,
hear my songs playing
Eb
We get on and off like we horizontally
Dm
horse- playing
You need somebody with some patience,
shorty, yeah
I need somebody that hate to party,
uh
You need somebody that's less busy
Eb
I need a woman that's praying for
Dm
me, but hesitate to call me
I'm hot, cold,
the doctor calling that bipolar
F
Ha, that's undersold, she rock with me,
Dm
she got five boyfriends
I can't explain,
Bb
my brain think in multiple colors
Eb
Gm
Though all of 'em dull when anxi
Dm
ety rival my depression
Verse 3
Dm
Mama told me life's not fair
All these girls ain't right right here
When it's dark, I need some time alone
Gm
Dm
So she won't see me cry or lie
Verse 4
Dm
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
Gm
G
Asus4
Dm
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
Gm
F
So we don't even try
(don't even try)
Verse 5
Dm
Yeah, yeah
Steep is the climb,
you won't even leave me a line, uh
Greedy is pride,
F
Dm
you gon' eat me alive, uh
Sweeter the pie,
Gm
the more it sprinkled with lies, uh
Eb
By any means,
Dm
you give me means to sur vive
We got shit that we should speak about
'Bout how you started fucking
Yeah, we gon bleep it out
I sit and think about just how the right path
could be the wrong direction
Eb
But falling back is progress,
Gm
it's all about perspective
Dm
I'm saying though, I am too selfish
to leave you all that I got, uh
That shit harder than mending
shit with my pops, uh
That shit harder than women
giving out props
Gm
Eb
And nig gas hitting at cops who bought
Gm
Dm
the cap that you copped
'Cause you way different
when you're solo
You seem happy in your photos
I'm way different 'round my bro- bros
Bb
Gm
Dm
I guess it's places we just won't go,
won't go
Really hiding
Verse 6
Dm
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
Gm
Dm
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
Bb
The time we wasted, time we lost
Gm
F
So we don't even try
Dm
(don't even try)
Verse 7
Dm
Gm
Dm
Oh, don't even try
'Cause your momma did a number on you,
F
Dm
babe
G
I don't know if I can ease it,
Dm
yeah
Your momma did a number on you,
babe
I know you're tired of this, hey,
G
Dm
Am
Dm
F
Dm
yeah
Outro 1
Oh, you're tired
Gm
Dm
Gm
Dm

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