Verse 1:
[Ab]Yeah you must think you're funny
Calling him at 10 o'[Fm7]o'clock
You think he thinks you're pretty
I can guarantee he does not
[Ab]I know you see me
Do you think that you can win this [Fm7]game?
Verse 2:
[Ab]Yeah you must think you're so attractive
When you're playing [Fm7]dumb
The only thing you're showing him
Is how desperate you've be[Ab]become
I hope you trip over the boundaries
That you step right [Fm7]over
Pre-Chorus:
But go ahead and [Db]shoot your shot
[Eb]BG#y let me know how it goes
Know [Db]him better than you [Eb]thought
And I think you should know
Chorus:
You're his apoca[Ab]apocalyptic crush
He'd like you only [Fm7]if there was
No one left on [Db]Earth
BG#e I'm sorry if that [Eb]hurts
But he's mine until [Ab]then
You're his apoca[Ab]apocalyptic crush
If we all died you'd [Fm7]be the one
Who'd get to kiss him in the [Db]ashes
So hey, what are the [Eb]chances
Of World War [Db]3?
'Cause he's never gonna [Eb]like you
Like he likes [Ab]me
