[Strophe]
F 
Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but 
C 
I guess that I should probably write one 'cause 
Am 
I'm feeling pretty lonely 
C 
He's the only thing that holds me right now 
F 
Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but 
C 
I guess if I'm not wrapped here in your arms then 
Am 
I can't talk about love 
C 
And who wants to talk about love?
[Pre-Refrain]
F              C 
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 
                Am 
I don't want us 
               C 
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Refrain]
                          F 
Well, I don't wanna think about you right now 
                            C 
Don't wanna think about you right now 
                          Am 
'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad 
                   C 
And I'd show up at your house 
                        F 
I was screaming at your door 
                         C 
Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" 
                       Am 
I thought that we were good enough 
                   C 
I thought that you needed love 
                        F 
No, I don't wanna think about you right now 
                  C                    Am   C 
Don't wanna think about you right now
[Strophe]
F 
Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but 
C 
Fuck it, here it comes, uh 
Am 
Heartbreak is annoying 
C 
And I feel it in the morning 
F 
Swallow it down like a bitter pill 
C 
At least it'll taste better than this feeling will 
Am                                                   C 
And I don't like myself when I'm just standing still
[Refrain]
                        F 
No, I don't wanna think about you right now 
                            C 
Don't wanna think about you right now 
                          Am 
'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad 
                   C 
And I'd show up at your house 
                        F 
I was screaming at your door 
                         C 
Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" 
                       Am 
I thought that we were good enough 
                   C 
I thought that you needed love
[Outro]
                   F 
I know that when I wake up 
                                             C 
There's gonna be seven texts and three calls to you 
  
And I'm not gonna know what to do 
         Am 
And I'll make up some excuse about 
                                   C 
How that was meant for someone else 
  
When the truth is I'm not over you