Sorry

Tom:

[Hook 1]
[Refrão]
G
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
D
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
G
I ain't sorry
D
Nin-nit, nah
G
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
D
(Sorry) I ain't sorry

[Próxima Parte]
G
I ain't sorry
D

[Verse 1]
                       D
He trying to roll me up (I ain't sorry)
A                 D
I ain't picking up (I ain't sorry)
A               D
Headed to the club (I ain't sorry)
A                        D
I ain't thinking 'bout you (I ain't sorry)
A                         G
Me and my ladies sip my D'usse cup (I ain't sorry)
D                                  G
I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up
D                            G
Suck on my balls, pause, I had enough (I ain't sorry)
D                        G
I ain't thinking 'bout you
D
I ain't thinking 'bout

[Bridge 1]
D                   A
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
D                     A
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye (sorry)
D                     A
Tell him, boy, bye (sorry), boy, bye
D
N.C.
Middle fingers up,  I ain't thinking 'bout you

[Hook 2]
G
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
D
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
G
(You)   I ain't sorry
D
I ain't thinking 'bout you
G
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
D
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
G
I ain't sorry
D
No no, hell nah

[Verse 2 2x]
D                            A
Now you want to say you're sorry
                        D
Now you want to call me crying
                     A
Now you gotta see me wilding
                       D
Now I'm the one that's lying
                      A
And I don't feel bad about it
                  D
It's exactly what you get
                     A
Stop interrupting my grinding
I ain't thinking 'bout you

[Hook 3]
G               D
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
                               G
I ain't thinking 'bout you
D
I ain't thinking 'bout you

[Bridge 2]
D                   A
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
D                     A
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye (bye)
D                     A
Tell him, boy, bye (bye), boy, bye (bye)
D
N.C.
Middle fingers up,  I ain't thinking 'bout you

[Hook 4]
[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
G
I ain't sorry
D
No no, hell nah

[Verse 3]
D               A
Looking at my watch, he shoulda been home
D                    A
Today I regret the night I put that ring on
D                    A
He always got them fucking excuses
D                          A
I pray to the Lord you reveal what his truth is

[Outro]
G
I left a note in the hallway
F#m
By the time you read it, I'll be far away
G
I'm far away
F#m
But I ain't fucking with nobody
G
Let's have a toast to the good life
F#m
Suicide before you see this tear fall down my eyes
G
Me and my baby, we gon' be alright
F#m
We gon' live a good life
G
Big homie better grow up
F#m
Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up
G
I see them boppers in the corner
     F#m
They sneaking out the back door
G
He only want me when I'm not there
F#m                                        G
He better call Becky with the good hair
N.C.
He better call Becky with the good hair