B/E
  Club lights, we fight every night
B/F#
  Baby, I don't wanna do that
B/E
  Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite
B/F#
  She like, "How the fuck you do that?"
G#m7
  I can't be there all the time
Bmaj7/F#
  But you know I gotta prove that
B/E
  I can't leave here anytime soon (Nah)
F#
  I got somethin' to do, yeah


[Chorus]
Bmaj7
 Walk away as the door slams
G#m7
 You got blood on your poor hands
B/E                            
 I just wanted to help, now I'm goin' to hell
F#
 Walk away as the door slams
Bmaj7
 Walk away as the door slams
G#m7
 You got blood on your poor hands
B/E                           
 I just wanted to help, now I'm goin' to hell
       F#
 Walk away as the door slams


[Verse 2]
        B/E
Yeah, I know you wanna FaceTime, baby, I have Samsung
B/F#
When I met your mom, she told me I was handsome
B/E
You told me I'm sexy, do you still think that?
B/F#
You told me you loved me, do you still think that?
G#m7
3AM, climbin' through your window
Bmaj7/F#
Ounce of the kush, blowin' smoke out your window
B/E
  You're a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines
                               F#
Step inside the club, cameras flashin' in my eyes


[Chorus]
Bmaj7
 Walk away as the door slams
G#m7
 You got blood on your poor hands
B/E                            
 I just wanted to help, now I'm goin' to hell
F#
 Walk away as the door slams
Bmaj7
 Walk away as the door slams
G#m7
 You got blood on your poor hands
B/E                           
 I just wanted to help, now I'm goin' to hell
       F#
 Walk away as the door slams