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Hows It Gonna Go

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Hows It Gonna Go

Written by Grieves

	  		Intro : D A Bm G 

Chorus :  
               D 
How's it gonna go? 
                 A 
Tell me what your thinkin' 
               Bm 
I can't get a read on you 
     G 
Anymore. 
                          D 
I'm sick of waiting by the phone 
                A 
Hoping it starts ringing. 
Bm                             G 
I played the fool like this before. 
     D 
But no more 
A 
No more 
Bm 
No more 
G 
No more 

Verse : (same chords as before) 

I never thought that I'd be tangled in the ropes 
Til the woman in my dreams took a shit inside my soul 
Before that, I figured I could pay the toll 
Til I understood how powerful love could be as a whole. 
You ain't shit til the kiss goes sour 
Leaving you singing Anthony Hamilton in shower. 
Run around, play those games 
If you think I'm gonna fall for them again you're crazy 
And I ain't saying that I'm past it 
I'm just saying you don't seem the type to even ask if 
There's something we can do to be a better match 
Or if we even share a common interest either one of us is passionate about. 
This isn't love; this is two people fucking 
Each other over, making nothing out of something 
Baby, you cold frontin' if you think I'm gonna stay. 
Cause you can't even look me in the face. 

Chorus 

Verse : 

I think it's time we set it straight 
It shouldn't be allowed to go another day. 
You dodge calls like a bullet in the Matrix 
And got me waiting round and running out of my patience 
Say it! Let me know the problem, 
If we can't work it out, what makes you think we can share an apartment? 
That's right, I heard you talking 
With your girlfriends getting drunk of vodka. 
And I ain't saying that you're stupid 
I'm just saying you and I ain't really been target practice for Cupid. 
Baby you know it's true 
Nothing else we can do 
Cause I don't plan on continuing as your little fool. 
This isn't love; this is daytime television. 
A soap opera with a bunch of little skeletons 
I've known better, I would recognize the taste 
So I think it's time we went our separate ways. 

Chorus x2 
		  

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