Don´t Preach, Drake Bell (acordes)

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YOU SAY THAT I SUCK AND I'M LOUSY
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YOU SAY I CAN'T WRITE LIKE IT
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YOUR ALWAYS TELLIN' ME HOW TO BE
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NOW I'M SICK OF IT

Refrão:
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SORRY DOESN'T MAKE IT OKAY
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BUT I DON'T WANNA CHANGE MY WAY
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DON'T PREACH

igual ao primeiro verso:

YOU'RE DRILLING A HOLE IN MY CEILING
TO BAD IT WOULDN'T RING
WHO'S LIVING WITHOUT ANY FEELING
SO DON'T YOU COMPLAIN

Refrão:
Sorry doesn't make it okay 
But I'm the one that paid your way 
Sorry doesn't make it okay 
But I'm the one that paid your way 
Don't preach 

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I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT YOU SAY
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HOW YOU LIVE HOW YOU LOOK
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YOU TOOK MY MONEY AWAY
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MAKE ME SLEEP ON THE FLOOR
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I DON'T LIKE
                 D       A 
BUT I DON'T CARE ANYWAY
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CAUSE I LAUGH WHEN YOU CRY
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YOU CAN BLEED WHEN YOU DIE WHEN I SAY
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DON'T PREACH

Refrão:
Sorry doesn't make it okay 
But I'm the one that paid your way 
Sorry doesn't make it okay 
But I'm the one that paid your way 

The house, bed, 
The cars and the front the door,
And how's it feel when all of it's paid for, 
It's already paid for, 
It's already paid for, 
It's already paid for,
It's already paid for,
Everybood's paid for, 
Everybood's paid for,
Everybood's paid for,