[INTRO]
A F#/B
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[Verse 1]
A
Waiting up, your face is red
C#m F#/A
I'm drunk again and home at way past ten
A
"Your numbers on the wall" you said
C#m F#m
That they meant something different in my head
[Pre-Chorus]
D
And I would shout 'cause I believed
F#7
That you were way too hard on me
F#m
You would never give permission
D A
I was sitting in the kitchen, crying
F#m
Papa, you would have been different
D A G#/E F#m
But you were doing more than nine-to-five.........
[Chorus]
Bm
You get older and it hits ya
E
Seventeen, I was bitch to ya
F#m
But now I see the bigger picture (Picture, picture)
[Verse 2]
A
Packed a bag late one night
C#m F#m
Walked out tall with water in my eyes (Uh-uh)
A
Called a cab and took a ride
C#m F#m
Came back smaller, swallowing my pride (Uh-uh)
[Pre-Chorus]
D
And I would shout 'cause I believed
F#7
That you were a missing part of me
F#m
You would never give permission
D A
I was sitting in the kitchen, crying
F#m
Papa, you would have been different
D A G#/E F#m
But you were doing more than nine-to-five.........
[Chorus]
Bm
You get older and it hits ya
E
Seventeen, I was bitch to ya
F#m
But now I see the bigger picture (Picture, picture)
[Bridge]
D F#m
..I thought life was made for me
D F#m
..A hundred things I couldn't see
D F#7
...Thought I was cool and you were mean
F#m E D
But I was so naive
[Pre-Chorus]
F#m
'Cause you would never give permission
D A
I was sitting in the kitchen, crying
F#m
Papa, would have been so different
D A
You were doing more than nine-to-five
F#m
You would never give permission
D A
I was sitting in the kitchen, crying
F#m
Papa, you would have been different
D A G#/E F#m
But you were doing more than nine-to-five..........
[Chorus]
Bm
You get older and it hits ya
E
Seventeen, I was bitch to ya
A
But now I see the bigger picture
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