[Intro]
[Strophe]
C 
I can see it in your eyes, you're angry 
D 
Regret got shit on what you're feeling now 
G 
Mad cause he ain't like me 
       Em 
Oh you mad cause nobody ever did it like me 
        C 
All the care I would take, all the love that we made 
D                                                                G 
Now you're trying to find somebody to replace what I gave to you 
                                 Em 
It's a shame you didn't keep it: Alicia, Catya 
                                       C 
I know that you gon hear this: I'm the man 
  
Yeah I said it 
                D 
Bitch I'm the man 
  
Don't you forget it 
               G 
The way you walk, that's me 
              Em 
The way you talk, that's me 
                 C 
The way you've got your hair up, did you forget that's me? 
          D                                             G 
And the voice in the speaker right now, that's me, that's me 
                                   Em 
And the voice in your ear, that's me, can't you see 
       C 
that I made it? yeah I made it 
           D 
First I made you who you are, then I made it 
                G 
And you're wasted with your ladies 
                Em 
Yeah I'm the reason why you always getting faded
[Refrain]
                C 
Take a shot for me 
          D 
Oh oh oh oh 
                 G 
Take a shot for me 
          Em 
Oh oh oh oh 
           C 
A shot for me 
          D 
Oh oh oh oh 
                   G 
Oh oh oh a shot for me 
         Em 
Oh oh oh oh 
                  C 
Oh oh a shot for me 
  
Now it's up to you ;-)
[Instrumentale]
C D G Em
[Strophe]
 
Ok look, I'm honest  
 
Girl I can't lie, I miss you 
 
You and the music were the only things that I commit to 
 
I never cheated, for the record, back when I was with you 
 
But you believe in everything but me girl, I don't get you 
 
She says I know you changed, I never see you 
 
Cause you're always busy doing things 
 
I really wish she had a different way of viewing things 
 
I think the city that we're from just kinda ruined things 
 
It's such a small place: not much to do but talk and listen 
 
The men are jealous and the women all in competition 
 
And now your friends telling you stories that you often misinterpret 
 
And taint all your images of your "Mr. Perfect" 
 
I could tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer 
 
Praying for your happiness, hope that you recover 
 
Uh this is one I know you hated when you heard it 
 
And it's worse because you know that I deserve it
[Refrain]
                C 
Take a shot for me 
          D 
Oh oh oh oh 
                 G 
Take a shot for me 
          Em 
Oh oh oh oh 
           C 
A shot for me 
          D 
Oh oh oh oh 
                   G 
Oh oh oh a shot for me 
         Em 
Oh oh oh oh 
                  C 
Oh oh a shot for me
[Outro]
C           D 
May your neighbors respect you 
 
Trouble neglect you, angels protect you 
 
And heaven accept you.